Will the plan succeed?
In the Dawn Opera House, singers stood on the stage, accompanied by the sound of instruments, telling a story through song.
The melodious voices and captivating content deeply attracted the thousands of audience members present.
Carlotta sat in the front row, with the best viewing position, but she was somewhat absent-minded, unsure if her arrangements would be effective.
Before her transmigration, she was just an ordinary citizen, not a professional like a spy or agent.
After transmigrating, she was still just a merchant's daughter, with no exposure to intricate schemes and plots.
Many of her actions were based purely on intuition, and she wasn't entirely sure if that was the best approach.
"What's wrong? Do you have something on your mind?" Amelia's voice came over.
Carlotta snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head: "Nothing, I was just thinking about future developments."
