The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline had no intention of competing with Sonia in singing because she simply couldn’t sing. However, she would gladly sit in the audience and enjoy the show if Sonia was willing to make herself a Thespian.

Sonia, wearing high heels, gracefully ascended the stage.

She exchanged a word with the accompanist, and the musicians began to play ‘Un bel di vedremo.

Sonia positioned herself on the stage, looking the part, and with a clear and bright voice, she started singing. Oscar applauded, “Excellent!”

Emmeline joined in with the applause. “Brava!”

Abel stood by, chuckling.

“Un bel di, vedremo levarsi un fil di fumo sull’estremo confin del mare. E poi la nave appare. Poi la nave bianca entra nel porto, romba il suo saluto…”

As the aria ‘Un bel di vedremo’ continued, Sonia sang with precision and elegance, captivating most of the guests in the garden.

Those who knew her recognized her as the mayor’s daughter, but those who didn’t. whispered to each other, “Who is this new actress singing in the Struyrian opera? Not bad!”

initially proud, but her expression quickly fell when she heard the whispers. However, she couldn’t openly confront anyone and had to suppress her

really excellent, even comparable to the masters. Is there another piece you’d like to hear? I can

go with Libiamo nelieti calici,” Oscar happily suggested, “that one is also beautiful.”

and addressed Sonia on the stage, “Ms. Steiner, Grandfather requests

that Grandfather enjoyed her performance, smiled gracefully and nodded. She gave a courteous gesture to

She performed the aria with remarkable skill, earning cheers and applause from the

one,” Emmeline said,

taken aback and thought, What do you

you sing it?” Emmeline asked, “Grandfather and the audience are looking forward

joined in. “Yes, ‘O

spot, her face turning darker. However, she couldn’t back. down either. Not when

truly dug her own

Emmeline from the bottom of her heart and wished she could tear her apart. on the spot. Her

and responded by making a mocking face, infuriating her even

face turned almost black with anger, and she wished she could strangle. Emmeline. But how could she dare to act when Abel was guarding his wife like a protective deity, never leaving