The guests in the audience, upon witnessing the scene, some of them even stood up from their seats.
"What's... going on?"
"I don't know, it doesn't look like there's been any dispute?"
Beverly gripped the backrest of the chair next to her, almost leaning her whole weight onto it.
She held her forehead with her hand, trying hard to calm her frantic heart.
She never expected that despite all her precautions, she hadn't foreseen that Arabella Vanderbilt would make a move on a piano piece.
Just a piece of music, could an identity really be revealed like this?
For a moment, a malicious gleam flashed in her eyes.
The well-manicured nail suddenly broke with a snap.
How could she... let Arabella Vanderbilt so easily take away everything she currently owned?!
Queen Ylaya, with tears streaming down her face, took a step towards Arabella Vanderbilt, looking up at the young woman who was a few centimeters taller than herself.
