Chapter 1897

McKenzie frowned and plastered a wary facade on her face before saying elegantly, "If everyone insists, I’ll play something for you. Even if Charmine can't play it, we can’t let this beautiful instrument go to waste."

Her tone was cold and forced. She made it seem as if she was forced to play them something.

"Great!" someone called out. Instantly, applause filled the air.

McKenzie, adorned with her elegant long dress, sat herself on the sofa elegantly.

Like a dearly adored princess of bygone times, her fair arms positioned themselves on the harp. She was so otherworldly that she was like a well- cared-for white lily.

McKenzie raised her eyes to throw a look of challenge at Charmine.

Charmine was speechless at this, and in the back of her mind, she so badly wanted to sing a song named "Actor’ for her.

McKenzie’s fingers, with nails painted a faint lavender color, then stretched out and gently plucked at the strings.

Instantly, a gentle sound was heard across the living room.

the harp were as crisp as its strings, and so strong were the instrument's strings that it sounded

looked at

pluck from her made such

had to be good...unlike

not even

What an exciting drama!

and amazement, her red lips curved into a smile as her

be able to wash away one’s impurities, and

in its tempo: sometimes picking up the pace, and sometimes slowing and

was, but it was indeed music to their

breeze on a hot summer's day, and it made

understood why the wealthiest people liked going to the operas;

moment McKenzie ended the piece, everyone took a while to react as if

applause

so emotional. It pulled me in, and I feel unusually melancholic." "Ms. McKenzie is indeed well-cultured. You're good at everything, and you're the role model to the next generations." 2 "You're indeed the Goddess of Burlington!

gracefully at their

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