"What's this about running errands? The kid's just sensible, volunteered on her own. Besides, I'm pushing sixty - how many more
birthday cakes will | get to share with her? And you have the nerve to callout? We agreed on a 7 o'clock start for the birthday
bash, and look what tit is now!" Eugene feigned indignation.
"We were halfway here when we realized we'd left the birthday present behind and had to double back." Nelson explained, handing
over a wrapped gift with a grin, "Wish you endless happiness and prosperity."
"It wasn’t my fault; it was Nelson's car | was in. If he's got to go back for the gift, I've got to tag along." President Charles chuckled
as he presented his own offering, "Here's a little something from me. Wish you a long, healthy and joyful life."
Eugene beamed with delight, "Now that we're all gathered, before we cut the cake, | just have to say - Jamie Noelle, this cake
you've made is truly a masterpiece. It's both creative and meaningful, a real treat for the heart. Thank you, my pumpkin. You
must've put a lot of tinto this surprise, didn't you?"
As he spoke, he patted Arabella on the shoulder with such fondness, as if he was speaking to his own granddaughter.
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His words landed like a bombshell, leaving everyone in profound shock.
"She really is Jamie Noelle."
"When she played The Life earlier, | suspected she might be Jamie Noelle, but given her young age and how she admitted she’s
Queena, | dismissed the thought as quickly as it came. And yet, she is Jamie Noelle herself."
"My goodness, she's incredible."
"I've always imagined Jamie Noelle to be svenerable old man; never would | have guessed she's so young and pretty."
"What a rare gem."
Alma, having fetched a backup dress from the car and freshened up, had barely stepped into the garden intending to have a word
with Serena when she overheard Mr. Albright reveal Arabella as Jamie Noelle.
Her steps halted, her mind reeling. Arabella, with all her impressive titles, a top scholar, Dr. Bell who cured grandparents’ ailments,
Maestro Melody, and Jamie Noelle as well as Queena revealed by Eugene tonight.
It was as if a bolt from the blue had struck her, she couldn't fathom that this long-lost true daughter of affluence harbored such
formidable talents.
Beverly had recognized Arabella's violin skills as masterful when she played, but she had never anticipated a figure as illustrious as
Jamie Noelle.
Jamie Noelle, along with Regan and Pagonana, were considered the three living legends of the international violin scene,
epitomizing the pinnacle of the 21st-century violin mastery.
This enigmatic maestro, a mere girl, was Louisa's daughter.
Both had daughters, yet her own Alma couldn't hold a candle to a single one of Arabella's achievements! The sinstrument, the
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She was Jamie Noelle.
She actually was Jamie Noelle.
In the crowd, the esteemed violinist Megan finally understood why Arabella had declined to be her student.
The girl was Jamie Noelle herself, her prowess far exceeding Megan's own. Jamie Noelle taking Megan as a student would have
been more like it - Megan had neither the skill nor the authority to offer guidance.
The embarrassment was palpable, but then she thought about how Arabella had responded to her offer: without revealing her
identity, without condescension, and with impeccable politeness throughout the evening.
Whoever had raised this child had done so exceptionally well. Megan's heart softened, finding the girl ever so endearing. If only
she could claim such a granddaughter.