Chapter 1898
The praises for McKenzie paused at that moment, and all eyes landed on Charmine.
Their gazes were filled with detest and speechlessness.
What did Charmine know, anyway? She did not even know what this instrument was called, let alone know how to play it, yet she could boldly criticize such a beautifully played piece?
The entire piece sounded so heart-tugging and smooth. Where did McKenzie miss the notes?
"Charmine is obviously jealous!" "We've always known that she's arrogant, but we see it with our own eyes today. Not only is she arrogant, but she’s also fake and self-conceited!"
McKenzie saw how everyone looked at Charmine with disgust and smirked at this, but she nonetheless kept her composure. "Are you perhaps joking? If you can’t play it, how do you know I missed the last few notes?" "Charmine, you don’t know this at all,” Susan suddenly chimed in. "If you can’t play the harp, just don’t play it, and nobody would say anything.
McKenzie played so well, so just don’t cause a scene, will you?"
Susan sounded as if she wanted the best for Charmine, but it was apparent that she was embarrassed by what Charmine did.
Charmine, however, merely smirked with her ruby lips as she then got up from the sofa nonchalantly.
Hundreds of people watched as Charmine walked toward the harp. She nonchalantly placed her slim fingers on the strings and gently stroked them.
A pleasing melody was heard, and it sounded crisp and emotional.
In the final phrase, the tip of Charmine's fingers pulled the strings harder.
The sound resonated so much that the flowers on the table flew in the air.
The pink petals swirled in the air before falling downward.
Charmine's final notes drew a perfect cadence on the imperfectly ended piece played by McKenzie earlier.
Everyone looked at Charmine in shock, genuinely flabbergasted.
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