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Chapter 20

Author: Flower Sock
"But—" Anathea wanted to say that now wasn't the time to expose her status.

After all, the last thing she needed was more unnecessary trouble. The abduction incident still haunted her, and she never wanted to go through anything like that again.

"No buts!" Isabel cut her off without hesitation. "Anathea, you can't back down. Just think about it—you're gorgeous, you've got an amazing figure, and you carry yourself with absolute grace and elegance. That other woman is nothing compared to you!"

Before she could continue, the sound of a gentle piano melody floated through the air.

In the center of the garden, a woman in an elegant sky-blue gown sat at the grand piano on a stage surrounded by blue roses.

Her slender fingers danced effortlessly across the black and white keys, each note forming a melody so mesmerizing that it seemed to take on a life of its own, wrapping around her before drifting outward.

The beautiful rhythm resonated through the crowd, captivating everyone who lis
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