My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 232 Kailee’s chest tightened.

She hadn’t anticipated this twist.

Albin’s glowing praise had handed Elizabeth the moment she had so desperately craved for herself.

Kailee’s lack of musical expertise left her fumbling for a response, her mind racing to regain control.

Beside her, Sandra’s calm demeanor didn’t waver.

Years of piano training lent her confidence as she remarked coolly, “The opening isn’t exactly difficult.

Transcriptions are everywhere.

It doesn’t even compare to what Albin played earlier.”

A few voices murmured in agreement, emboldened by Sandra’s remarks.

Elizabeth, a small-town girl with limited resources, had cultivated a skill that outshone the polished education of the elite, making their privilege seem almost trivial.

Elizabeth’s hands stilled briefly on the keys, her head tilted as though gathering her focus.

assuming the

notes erupted again,

fingers flew across the keys, each movement fluid and precise, the ease of her

music swelled with grandeur, each note resonating with the wisdom of someone who had seen life in its entirety, offering a truth that words could never

sunlight streamed through after a storm,

expectations, carrying a boldness that transcended gender, daring the audience to look

could a small-town girl, now a

music, her world narrowing to the keys

serene moments ago, now seemed to glow, like a rose in full bloom under a

ash between his fingers, forgotten

his lips, his gaze softening

away—this version of Elizabeth

years of study under his

superiority to another pianist—until

realm of

faded, Elizabeth rose gracefully

frozen, their minds racing to grasp what they had just

anticipated witnessing a performance of this caliber,