After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 250 Radiant and Captivating the Crowd Acting on her own could backfire, potentially drawing Kaleb's attention.

Eva quickly cup with a plan and leaned close to whisper something to Cindy.

"Didn't Isabel say once that she'd taken harp lessons too?" Cindy, who had been suppressing her frustration, felt a spark of inspiration the moment she caught Eva's "offhand" comment.

"Isabel, I heard you know how to play the harp. Why not cdown and perform something for us?" Isabel can play the harp as well? Kaleb hesitated for a couple of seconds before lifting his gaze to Isabel.

Why had she never brought this up before? When did she even learn to play? Was it possible that she'd picked it up during her twith the Zimmermans? Even if that were true, her silence about it likely meant she only had a basic understanding-not enough to confidently perform in front of an audience.

Isabel's eyes drifted toward Eva and Cindy, a subtle smirk appearing on her face. She saw through their motives instantly.

It was clearly a setup designed to embarrass her.

At first, she had no interest in dealing with these two troublemakers. However, since they were so eager to provoke her, staying silent would feel like giving them too much credit.

"Fine. Since you're both so eager, I'll play," Isabel said, making her way down the stairs one step at a time. Eva could hardly hide her delight, practically bursting with joy.

For so long, Isabel had overshadowed her at every turn, but now, the chance to watch her fail miserably was finally here! How could she not feel thrilled? Isabel approached the harp and took a seat, the crowd's attention fixed on her.

"Hah! All show, no substance!" Cindy scoffed, arms folded as she cast a disdainful glance in Isabel's direction.

To Cindy, this was nothing more than a performance. She couldn't imagine Isabel actually being skilled at playing the harp.

In her mind, Isabel was nothing but a worthless nobody—a fact that had fueled her disdain and made her a target of Cindy's bullying in the past.

Someone so useless could never deserve the title of her sister-in-law! Isabel gently placed her delicate fingers on the harp strings, a strand of dark hair falling gracefully over her shoulder. Sitting there in serene stillness, she resembled a living masterpiece, breathtakingly elegant. "Wow, Isabel is just so stunning. I can't take my eyes off her," a male employee blurted out in admiration.

His words echoed Kaleb's unspoken thoughts. No matter how poorly she might play, the way she sat there now was otherworldly-like a goddess stepping down to the mortal world, enchanting and utterly mesmerizing. Eva glanced over and noticed Kaleb watching Isabel intently, his gaze unwavering. Regret surged through her-she wished she hadn't set this plan into motion.

Still, she reassured herself, knowing full well that Isabel had no real talent for playing the harp. Any claims about her harp skills were pure fabrication.

It wouldn't be long before Kaleb witnessed Isabel's awkward, amateurish performance. Surely, he would feel nothing but disappointment and disgust.

Just as Eva was basking in her smugness, a melody as if descending from the heavens reached her ears. It was "The Butterfly Lovers", the spiece she had performed moments ago.

But- The exquisite sound, the flawless technique-it was on an entirely different level. The sheer mastery of the performance created an unbridgeable gap between Isabel and everyone else.

Everyone in the room, whether a music expert or not, was struck by Isabel's performance. Those with musical knowledge showed deep respect, while even those without could tell the difference between good and bad music.

Great music has the power to draw people in, and Isabel's rendition of "The Butterfly Lovers" did just that. Her performance enveloped the audience, stirring emotions of both joy and sorrow. By the end, even the most sensitive of the girls were moved to tears. Who played better? It was unmistakable.

At that moment, Eva's face twisted in frustration. What had started as a casual remark, meant to set Isabel up for failure, had backfired spectacularly. She had been eagerly waiting for Isabel to embarrass herself, but now, it was Eva who was the one being mocked.

How could she have anticipated that Isabel would actually play the harp-and play it so flawlessly? Eva stole a glance at Kaleb. This time, he was utterly mesmerized by Isabel, his gaze locked on her without a hint of distraction.

Sh*t! Eva was seething with anger, furious at herself for acting so impulsively. After her harp performance earlier, she had successfully grabbed Kaleb's attention, but now Isabel's flawless performance had completely stolen the spotlight.

As the final notes of the piece resonated through the room, the lingering melody seemed to hang in the air, leaving everyone, including Kaleb, deeply moved.

It took a few moments before Kaleb stirred, his steps slowly making their way toward Isabel.

Eva was on the verge of tears, her frustration boiling over. In a desperate attempt to shift his attention, she suddenly clutched her stomach.

"It hurts..." The sudden sound broke Kaleb's focus, and with a reluctant sigh, he pulled his gaze away from Isabel and turned to look at Eva.

"What's wrong with you?" Eva pressed her lips together, her expression tightly controlled.

"Maybe I'm just tired." Kaleb glanced at Eva's stomach, his concern evident. "Then lethelp you get srest." "Okay." Eva gave a small nod.

Kaleb gently guided Eva to the couch, helping her settle down. But after a few moments, his gaze inevitably drifted back to Isabel, still seated by the harp.

Once she had finished playing, Isabel didn't rush to leave; instead, she softly ran her fingers over the harp, her movements delicate and serene.

This harp is beautiful, Isabel thought to herself.

ן" Eva had invested a great deal of money to attend this event.

Just as Isabel was reflecting on this, Cindy's voice interrupted with a sudden, pointed remark.

get it now, Isabel. Have you been practicing this piece for years? How coincidental that this is the only one you know how to play?" Another provocation? Isabel gave Cindy a brief, dismissive glance. Only those with no talent would bark out such remarks. There was no need for her to argue-she could shut Cindy down with one swift, undeniable move.

With that thought, Isabel wasted no time. Feeling in the mo the mood and m enjoying the harp, she decided to play another piece. Her delicate fingers once again graced the strings, this tunleashing the powerful "Ambush From All Sides". The turning axle of the harp echoed like the clashing of swords, and with each note, a Nerce, intense energy filled the air. The music painted vivid scenes of battle-golden swords, iron horses, and the vast, tumultuous battlefield.

Majestic and awe-inspiring, the music resonated deeply, stirring the hearts of the audience.

With flawless technique and Isabel'seffortless grace,hing short of s performance was extraordinary, revealing her as not just an expert, but a true master. This time, Eva and Cindy were struck so hard by the impact of Isabel's skill that it felt like a slap to their faces. Kaleb, completely entranced by Isabel's playing, couldn't help but feel the stark contrast in his emotions.

To be exact, it was regret.

If Kaleb had known about Isabel's remarkable talent earlier, perhaps he might have ...

Lost in his thoughts, he couldn't help but move toward Isabel once more.

"Ugh... my stomach hurts... " Eva tried to play her trick again, calling out weakly.

But Kaleb could hear nothing anymore. His attention was fixed solely on Isabel and alt he could hear was the enchanting sound of her playing.