The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 Curtain Call of Confusion

Chapter 213 Curtain Call of Confusion

“Mom, remember–this time, it’s just photos, Strip Lily and take pictures, but no one is allowed to touch her. If anyone Dad sends actually forces themselves on her, I’m afraid she’ll go ballistic and things will spiral out of control. Make sure to tell Dad clearly. This has to go off without a hitch”

Hearing Elsa’s words, the panic in Wendy’s eyes melted away, replaced by that same smug certainty the always wore.

Her precious daughter never let her down

This plan really was foolproof.

A woman’s reputation? Nothing could be more fragile.

Once they had those indecent photos of Lily in their hands, no matter how unwilling she was, she’d have no choice but to agree to a settlement to protect her name.

Lily’s injuries weren’t too serious. The doctors mainly kept her hospitalized to monitor for possible complications from a mild concussion.

After two days of observation, and once all her vitals checked out, she was discharged Saturday afternoon. Despite some awkward moments with James, Lily had actually been in a pretty good mood the past couple of days.

She’d come across the video of Wendy getting doused in filth

And just that afternoon, she’d received a phone call–from Sunder, her parents‘ former teacher.

Sunder was nearly seventy but still actively performing on the opera stage. Lily’s parents had been her most accomplished students. When they were killed in the car crash, Sunder had taken it hard–so hard, in fact, that she fell gravely ill.

Lily had learned Folk Opera from her for a time when she was little.

Later, when Sunder transferred to another opera troupe, she’d recontmended another teacher to Lily. Although Lily had pursued a career in voice acting, she occasionally performed on stage, and she never let heropera training slip.

A few years back, Sunder returned to the capital.

She was currently directing a production of Hamlet, and the actress originally cast in a supporting role had recently gotten pregnant–morning sickness hit her hard, and she’d been hospitalized. She couldn’t attend rehearsals anymore.

Other top–tier performers from Starlet Group were tied up with other plays, so Sunder thoug

Lily stood at 5’6“.

Lily.

Her breathtaking beauty carried a soft, natural femininity, but when dressed as a man, her features could

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exude sharpness and strength.

She had an inherent poise, a quiet resillence–traits that trade her surprisingly well–suited for the “young male” roles in traditional opera.

Her birth mother, Jennie, had been a renowned dan actress, while her father. Bryson, had specialized in young male roles.

Lily had grown up immersed in the art form. Though she had always played dan roles due to her beauty. she had long admired the cadence and energy of male parts.

Now, with Sunder suggesting she take on a young male role, she felt a spark of excitement.

She had just wrapped up most of her recent voice acting gigs, so she happily agreed to help.

Not wanting to delay rehearsals, she headed straight to the opera troupe that afternoon.

Since it was just a rehearsal, there was no need for full makeup. She simply changed into costume, donned the signature wig for young male roles, and stepped onto the stage.

Sixteen years ago, in the rubble, a young Lizzy had croaked out folk tunes and opera songs through cracked, parched lips.

Since then, Simon had been obsessed with Folk Opera.

Whenever he had free time, he’d go watch live performances,

That night, there was no public show. Lily and her castmates were rehearsing right on the main stage.

After dinner, Simon drove over and stepped into the quiet theater–just in time to hear someone singing a classic piece.

The voice was rich and resonant, lingering like mist in the air.

Sixteen years ago, under the rubble, Lizzy had been so dehydrated her voice was hoarse–more like a rusty kettle than an opera singer..

But now, hearing that familiar style echo from the stage, something inside Simon cracked. It was as if time folded, and he was once again a teenager listening to the gentle, wavering songs that had once soothed his soul.

His heart pounded wildly.

Then he looked up.

It was Lily.

It was Lily singing on stage.

But… wasn’t Lizzy the one who had sung to him back then?

Why did Lily’s voice make him feel that exact same sense of haunting familiarity?

Who was she really?

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Who was his Lizzy?

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