A Cue For Happiness

Chapter 201 Turning Misunderstanding To Her Advantage

Natalie clicked on a post. Someone analyzed the eyes of the mysterious pianist at the auction and found out that Yara’s eyes looked exactly the same as the eyes of the mysterious pianist.

Another netizen even posted a video clip, claiming that it was a clip of Yara during a piano competition six years ago.

In the video, the woman was dressed in light green. She looked as pretty as a picture as she sat at the piano, playing it gracefully and confidently.

Yara’s fanatical fans commented on the post and shared it around the internet.

YaraIsMyHubby: Yara Nichols is so pretty and good at acting. I can’t believe she plays the piano so well.

TheCutie: I’ve reached grade 10 in piano, but I can’t play as good as her.

Cloudy: Our goddess, Yara Nichols, keeps such a low profile. I’m worried for her.

In the comment section, everyone praised Yara for her beauty and piano skills.

Xavian pouted unhappily and said, “Mommy, this woman in the video is you, not her. Am I right?”

Natalie turned off the tablet screen and nodded.

ago, the night before the piano competition, Yara brought a plate of

saw a cut on Yara’s right index finger, and tears were brimming in the latter’s

piano competition the following day. However, she could

also blamed herself, thinking that Yara would not have accidentally cut herself if it were not for her. Besides, she knew that Yara would be terribly upset for not being

hinted that Natalie could substitute for

it, Natalie realized that

could not win the competition. Hence, she

was too naive and thought that she

went by in a

realized that things had changed and that it was hard to fathom a person’s

do this to me. I don’t

Xavian called several times before Natalie snapped back

you. However, that woman clearly knows that she is not the person who played the piano at the auction, but she doesn’t clarify the truth on Twitter. She even posted nine photos of herself playing the piano. It seems like she’s trying

what’s real is real. What’s fake remains a fake. A

feel like I’m about

was the one who was being misunderstood. However, since

cheeks and laughed. “But,

“Mommy, you…”