Chapter 776


    Bianca casually introduced Mary’s rtives to her. Mary swiftly stood and greeted them.


    However, when Bianca didn’t go on to introduce her to them, Mary found herself getting anxious.


    With a pompous smile, she said, “Greetings, everyone. This is my daughter, Penelope Berry, and I’m


    Mary Canter. Both of us were found not too long ago.”


    The crowd was speechless.


    Bianca was so angry that she almost fainted. I can’t believe Mary doesn’t know how to read the room


    and is so eager to present herself! She doesn’t have theposure of a prestigious family’s daughter


    at all.


    The rtives, who were initially a little curious about Mary and Penelope, stared at Mary with slight


    shock.


    Nevertheless, none of them showed their emotions on their faces because they were all very shrewd.


    One of the aunts, Ysabelle Yate, smiled. “When you were little, I haven’t gotten married yet. So many


    years passed in the blink of an eye. You were very talented at ying the piano when you were a child,


    so much so that everyone called you a prodigy. I’ve missed you all these years.”


    Her eyes reddened as she continued, “Back then, it really wasn’t my intention to lose you. Now that


    you’re back, I can finally put my guilt to rest.”


    She had a very good rtionship with her niece back then. One time, she brought the young girl to the


    mall to y. However, when she turned around, she couldn’t find her niece anymore.


    Ryan’s grandfather ordered her to kneel in the memorial hall for three days and three nights as


    punishment. She kneeled for so long that her knees became swollen. As a result of the cold and wet


    memorial hall, she developed arthritis. Whenever it rained, her knees would ache.


    However, she neverined about it.


    She was the one who hadn’t kept a close eye on her niece, and it was her fault her niece disappeared.


    It was why she had been looking forward to the day when Mary returned.


    Seeing Mary standing before her, Ysabelle couldn’t control herself any longer and hugged Mary. “I’m


    sorry for what I did, Mary. I’ve caused you to suffer for all these years.”


    Mary was taken aback before she quickly replied, “No, no. I’ve had a pretty decent life, actually.”


    “That’s enough, Ysabelle. You’re scaring everyone.” Bianca spoke inly while Matilda rushed over to


    pull Ysabelle back to her seat. “This is supposed to be a happy day. You mustn’t cry.”


    “Yes, yes, I’m not crying. These are just tears of joy.” Ysabelle grabbed some tissue papers and wiped


    her tears away. “y a song for me, Mary. I love listening to you ying the piano.”


    Mary’s expression froze. “The family I was taken into didn’t nurture my piano skills, so I’ve… forgotten


    how to y it.”


    “How is that possible? You won awards in pianopetitions when you were a child! How can you


    have possibly forgotten how to y? You were really good at ying back then. Even if your adopted


    family didn’t nurture your piano skills, you should at least remember how to y Twinkle, Twinkle, Little


    Star, right?”


    Everyone in the Yates family was artistically talented. Even Ysabelle knew how to y two different


    instruments.


    Almost everyone couldn’t help but turn their attention to Mary.


    Mary’s face was flushed red with embarrassment. D*mn it! Why is the whole “knowing how to y the


    piano” a thing? I’ve never learned how to y the piano, nor am I talented at it!


    Penelope also didn’t know how to y the piano because she never liked the instrument.


    However, Ashlyn had always been interested in ying the piano.


    Mary was getting beyond frustrated and was at a loss for words.


    Seeing how things were getting awkward, Bianca spoke up. “Since she has forgotten how to y it,


    let’s just forget about it. She’ll have time to relearn it in the future. Matilda, hire a piano teacher


    tomorrow and have them teach Mary and Penelope how to y.”


    W-What? That can’t be real… Mary started feeling dizzy. Why should I learn something as useless as


    ying the piano at my age? It’s not like it can benefit me in any tangible way!


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    A rtive smiled at Penelope and asked, “Do you have any other talents, Ms. Berry? Your uncle is a


    talented pianist. While your mother doesn’t know how to y the instrument, do you?”


    Penelope felt embarrassed.


    She had always been azy child who found learning stuff like that annoying. Naturally, she didn’t have


    any talents.