chapter 1897


    McKenzie frowned and stered a wary facade on her face before saying elegantly, "If everyone


    insists, I’ll y something for you. Even if Charmine can''t y 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 y them something.


    "Great!" someone called out. Instantly, apuse 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 faintvender color, then stretched out and gently plucked at


    the strings.


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


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


    sounded soothing and clean from noises.


    Everyone looked at McKenzie in astoundment.


    Even a simple pluck from her made such a nice melody!


    She had to be good...unlike Charmine.


    She probably did not even know what this was called!


    What an exciting drama!


    When McKenzie saw how everyone stared at her with praise and amazement, her red lips curved into


    a smile as her fingers seemingly danced across the strings. They brought up the pace around the


    strings.


    The crisp sound of the strings seemed to be able to wash away one’s impurities, and it made everyone


    feel more rxed.


    The pleasant melody would shift in its tempo: sometimes picking up the pace, and sometimes slowing


    and winding down. They came in waves, so gently and rxing.


    The crowd did not know what piece this was, but it was indeed music to their ears.


    This felt like a refreshing breeze on a hot summer''s day, and it made one feel rxed and refreshed.


    They suddenly understood why the wealthiest people liked going to the operas; so there was a


    pleasure in itself.


    The moment McKenzie ended the piece, everyone took a while to react as if they were still lingering in


    the music.


    Following that, a loud apuse rang across the room.


    "Bravo! Well yed!" "This piece is so emotional. It pulled me in, and I feel unusually mncholic."


    "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! You deserve the title!"


    McKenzie smiled gracefully at their praises. "Thank you."


    No matter what she did, even when all she did was go out of her mansion, countless people would


    praise and admire her.


    She had grown bored of these praises. She felt nothing.


    She yed this piece merely to embarrass Charmine! She wanted Charmine to feel that she was not


    good enough for Anthony! 1


    Among the praises, someone asked, "Did Ms. McKenzie y the Mermaid’s Wish?"


    McKenzie looked at him with surprise. "Oh, you could recognize it? I just learned it, and it''s nowhere


    perfect."


    Her tone was so humble, but she exuded excellency all over.


    She wanted everyone to praise her for sounding so nice, even when she said no.


    As expected...


    Everyone exalted her even more.


    "Ms. McKenzie, you''re too humble! This piece is very difficult, especially on a harp, but each note you


    yed was so urate with the right amount of touch. You wouldn''t sound so great if you haven''t


    mastered the skills." "Yeah! You yed so well yet are still so humble. You look so good as well! I''d be


    so proud if I had a daughter like you!” "This Mermaid''s Wish hasn''t been yed since thest century,


    yet Ms. McKenzie was able to perform it so skilfully. How ster!" "I don’t think there are more than


    three people in the country who could y this!" "It''s my pleasure to be able to hear Ms. McKenzie


    y. I don’t have any regrets now!"


    As everyone was praising McKenzie, Charmine smiled calmly. She looked at McKenzie and said, "The


    last few chord progressions were incorrect; you missed the notes."