Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1897

McKenzie frowned and plastered a wary facade on her face before saying elegantly, "If everyone insists, I’ll play something for you. Even if Charmine can't play it, we can’t let this beautiful instrument go to waste."

Her tone was cold and forced. She made it seem as if she was forced to play them something.

"Great!" someone called out. Instantly, applause filled the air.

McKenzie, adorned with her elegant long dress, sat herself on the sofa elegantly.

Like a dearly adored princess of bygone times, her fair arms positioned themselves on the harp. She was so otherworldly that she was like a well- cared-for white lily.

McKenzie raised her eyes to throw a look of challenge at Charmine.

Charmine was speechless at this, and in the back of her mind, she so badly wanted to sing a song named "Actor’ for her.

McKenzie’s fingers, with nails painted a faint lavender color, then stretched out and gently plucked at the strings.

Instantly, a gentle sound was heard across the living room.

The sounds of the harp were as crisp as its strings, and so strong were the instrument's strings that it sounded soothing and clean from noises.

Everyone looked at McKenzie in astoundment.

Even a simple pluck from her made such a nice melody!

She had to be good...unlike Charmine.

She probably did not even know what this was called!

What an exciting drama!

When McKenzie saw how everyone stared at her with praise and amazement, her red lips curved into a smile as her fingers seemingly danced across the strings. They brought up the pace around the strings.

The crisp sound of the strings seemed to be able to wash away one’s impurities, and it made everyone feel more relaxed.

The pleasant melody would shift in its tempo: sometimes picking up the pace, and sometimes slowing and winding down. They came in waves, so gently and relaxing.

The crowd did not know what piece this was, but it was indeed music to their ears.

This felt like a refreshing breeze on a hot summer's day, and it made one feel relaxed and refreshed.

They suddenly understood why the wealthiest people liked going to the operas; so there was a pleasure in itself. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The moment McKenzie ended the piece, everyone took a while to react as if they were still lingering in the music.

Following that, a loud applause rang across the room.

"Bravo! Well played!" "This piece is so emotional. It pulled me in, and I feel unusually melancholic." "Ms. McKenzie is indeed well-cultured. You're good at everything, and you're the role model to the next generations." 2 "You're indeed the Goddess of Burlington! You deserve the title!"

McKenzie smiled gracefully at their praises. "Thank you."

No matter what she did, even when all she did was go out of her mansion, countless people would praise and admire her.

She had grown bored of these praises. She felt nothing.

She played this piece merely to embarrass Charmine! She wanted Charmine to feel that she was not good enough for Anthony! 1

Among the praises, someone asked, "Did Ms. McKenzie play the Mermaid’s Wish?"

McKenzie looked at him with surprise. "Oh, you could recognize it? I just learned it, and it's nowhere perfect."

Her tone was so humble, but she exuded excellency all over.

She wanted everyone to praise her for sounding so nice, even when she said no.

As expected...

Everyone exalted her even more.

"Ms. McKenzie, you're too humble! This piece is very difficult, especially on a harp, but each note you played was so accurate with the right amount of touch. You wouldn't sound so great if you haven't mastered the skills." "Yeah! You played so well yet are still so humble. You look so good as well! I'd be so proud if I had a daughter like you!” "This Mermaid's Wish hasn't been played since the last century, yet Ms. McKenzie was able to perform it so skilfully. How stellar!" "I don’t think there are more than three people in the country who could play this!" "It's my pleasure to be able to hear Ms. McKenzie play. I don’t have any regrets now!"

As everyone was praising McKenzie, Charmine smiled calmly. She looked at McKenzie and said, "The last few chord progressions were incorrect; you missed the notes."