“Miss Lancaster, you don’t have to listen to her,” Elara said, looking at Serena. “You don’t have to prove anything to her. Your professional critique already demonstrated your ability. Mr. Kessler is a respected authority; he will render a fair judgment.”
Serena’s eyes lifted slightly at the corners, a carefree smile gracing her crimson lips.
Her expression held a lazy amusement, like a queen observing ants.
“If you all want to play, then let’s play.”
She took a sip of her lemonade.
Then, she rose languidly to her feet. “Consider it a little something to liven up Brianna’s party, and an apology for my earlier scuffle.”
She shot Brianna a small, knowing smile.
Brianna’s eyes sparkled. She blinked, watching her Serena with excitement.
Hehehe~
Did Serena mean…
She was going to perform on stage just for her?
For her.
And only for her!
The young woman was so thrilled she was practically buzzing.
Elara Hale wasn’t as relaxed as Brianna. She leaned in, her voice low with worry. “Miss Lancaster, don’t be rash. They’re obviously trying to humiliate you…”
She was afraid Serena would be at a disadvantage.
After all, even if Serena had learned piano, the quality of education in the countryside was no match for someone like Isabella, who had been tutored by world-renowned masters since childhood.
But Serena simply gave her a faint, reassuring smile.
Then, she walked past her, heading straight for the white grand piano on the stage.
The girl’s steps were unhurried, her expression calm and unbothered.
Her striking crimson gown made her already striking features look breathtakingly stunning.

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