Chapter 878: A Lesson in True Talent

Two servants carefully carried a harp onto the stage, placing it gently. The harp was jet-black, made from ebony, with a slightly raised dragonhead at its top. Its mouth was slightly open, and intricate carvings adorned the back, including engraved text. From a distance, it seemed ordinary. Natalie’s eyes lit up as she stepped forward, running her fingers across the harp. “This one!” she declared. River Swanson cast a sidelong glance, a flicker of disdain crossing her eyes. Of course, Leo wouldn’t care for someone like Natalie—he’d provided such a plain instrument. River spoke coolly, “Shall I go first, or will Miss Whittaker?” Natalie raised an eyebrow indifferently. “Up to you.” River smiled faintly. “Then I’ll go first and set the stage for you.” Her mind brimmed with contempt. Coward. Brave enough to agree, but when it comes to the real stage, too scared to step up. Fine. Let her try to play after witnessing me. River gracefully took her seat at the crystal gra