Chapter 868

• Liza lifted her gaze, her expression calm yet laced with provocation as she stared at Isabella. Across the room, Isabella’s face contorted with panic, her voice rising in desperation. “What nonsense are you spouting?! This song was composed four years ago! I was unwell at the time—of course, it’s possible that I don’t remember every single detail. What’s so strange about that? You—”
• Before she could finish, Liza gently rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head with an innocent smile. “Miss Isabella, relax. If your conscience is clear, there’s nothing to fear. If you are truly Halo, then why be so nervous?”
• Those simple words struck like a hammer against Isabella’s chest. Her face drained of color as an unsettling silence spread through the venue. The growing unease among the audience was palpable.