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.

audience shifted, assuming the

the notes erupted again, freezing the dismissive smirks on

fluid and precise, the ease of her touch speaking of a deep, unspoken connection with

with grandeur, each note resonating with the wisdom of someone who had seen

as though sunlight streamed through after a storm, filling the room with warmth and boundless

that transcended gender, daring the

a

world narrowing to the keys beneath her fingers and the emotions they

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

his cigarette smoldering to ash between his fingers, forgotten in

smile tugged at his lips, his gaze softening with unguarded

version of

years of study under his

never conceded superiority to

him to the realm of his

the final note faded, Elizabeth rose gracefully

minds racing to

room had anticipated witnessing a performance of this caliber, least of all