Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

A beam of light shone on Yvette. Closing her eyes and ignoring the surrounding noise, she gently lifted her slender, delicate fingers.

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath along with her movements.

In the next moment, her nimble fingers danced on the piano keys. The sharp, high-spirited tune was perfectly fitting and carried an intense passion.

The second half of the melody suddenly became gentle, warm, peaceful, and quiet, stirring the crowd.

Until the last note faded. Yvette was wholly absorbed in it. Her whole being was integrated into the piece. The piano held at truly unique significance for her, after all.

The audience was dumbfounded. If they hadn’t seen it themselves, they would never have believed that Yvette had played the piece.

Yvette withdrew her hands, pursed her lips, and lifted her gaze. Stage light reflected in her eyes, and the irritation in her heart had decreased significantly

Zion was utterly surprised by Yvette’s technique.

She hadn’t even opened her eyes throughout the piano play. No one else in Clusia could play piano with their eyes closed. not to mention to play it wonderfully. He thought Yvette’s piano skills were already beyond his ability to comment on.

I wasn’t mistaken. She’s truly a genius. I’ve spent two years searching for someone who can secure a spot for Clusia in the international piano competition in a year’s time. I believe I’ve found that person now, he whispered inwardly.

Zion was confident that Yvette’s mastery of the piano had reached an extraordinary level. As long as she was willing to compete, she would surely surpass Mysonna’s consecutive victories in international piano competitions.

Soon, everyone snapped out of the music. Their eyes were filled with excitement. Countless applause resounded, each time louder than before.

burst into cheers. Someone started chanting Yvette’s name, and soon, everyone joined in. “Yvette! Yvette!” The chanting was

his worries were unnecessary. He glanced

do and thought he might need to reassess the

his excitement, he deliberately turned to Simon and

him. Anyone who had a child who grew up in the countryside for over 20 years and turned out that excellent would probably be even more

the center of the stage, profoundly admiring her brilliance. Others might not know, but he was aware of

competition the next day, eager

bit regretful now, thinking

sitting in the second row, had already dug her nails into her flesh. Next to her, Rebecca was unusually quiet. She only stared at

was as white as a sheet as she locked her gaze

good at piano? She’s only a country bumpkin. Even if she returned to the Chambers family, how

life. Yet, Yvette had just played it effortlessly. Not only

lost completely this time. However, she didn’t want to admit defeat. She forced herself to calm down and thought. There must be a

down. “Ms. Zeller, I’m afraid

what he meant

he can’t give a score? Does

Yvette to sit with him earlier? Don’t talk

earlier. Let’s see what he has to

microphone and said, “Everyone, what I’m saying is

thought he was already