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Chapter 816

    Chapter 816


    Chapter 816


    When she came back from the washroom, Esme was surprised to find a piano ced in the middle of


    the store with Conrad sitting nearby. She turned and looked at Conrad. “What are you doing here?”


    Conrad nced at her coldly before sipping a cup of tea that was served to him by the store’s staff.


    “I’ve heard you are quite freetely. Were you learning piano?”


    Esme swallowed her saliva and scanned her surroundings with caution. Fia and Sophia were not in the


    vicinity. She was afraid that her secret would be uncovered if there was no mole on her bottom. So she


    asked Peter to manually nt one for her this morning.


    Sophia probably saw the mole when she pulled her pants down earlier. So her secret was still safe.


    Still, she did not understand why Conrad brought the piano over.


    “I had a friend who loves ying the piano. So I knew one thing or two about the piano… and I don’t


    want to do research anymore aftering back to Fortuna. So I tried learning to y instruments on


    my own.”


    “I see.” Conrad crossed his legs and said coldly, putting the tea cup onto the table. He raised his head


    and gazed at her with a nonchnt attitude.


    Esme’s heart began to race as she saw this. Conrad would always gaze at her like this a long time ago.


    She stepped forward and asked, “You like the piano too? What song do you like?” Conrad asked


    calmly, “Was that friend Esme Manning?”


    Esme gave a saddened face. “Yes.”


    “Then I believe you know about this piano?” Conrad asked again.


    A dreamy hope rose in Esme’s heart when she looked at the piano again. Of course she knew this


    piano. It was her first piano, the one that had always been ced in her bedroom at home. So…


    Conrad brought this piano out of her sealed home, after the Mannings had filed for bankruptcy,


    because it reminded him of her…?


    “This looks like an old piano but it does look pricey.” Esme said, “Where did you get it from?”


    Ignoring her question for a few minutes, Conrad said coldly, “It’s Esme’s piano.”


    Esme crossed her fingers, trying her darndest to stay calm. “Why have you brought it here?”


    “You and Esme are friends. And you’ve started learning to y pianotely. So I thought this would be


    a good gift for you,” Conrad said. His tone was t and cold but to Esme it had a whole different


    meaning. She was sure now that Conrad still harboured feelings for Esme Manning!


    “Then, what song would you like to listen to? I can try ying it for you even though I might not be as


    good as Esme. I’ll still do my best though.”


    Tiger red at Esme coldly. If it were not for his boss saying that he wanted to y pretend, he would


    have rushed forward and pped her into oblivion!


    Conrad thought about it for a few moments and realized that he did not really listen to music


    all that much. And he could not remember what song Esme liked. Every time Esme yed a song for


    him, he would simply sit there while doing work on his phone.


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    “Mr. Maxwell?” Esme asked with a gentle tone, “What song would you like to listen to?”


    “Up to you,” Conrad said.


    “Then I’ll y any song that I know.” Esme sat at the piano that had apanied her for years. After


    some sound tests, she began to y a song.


    As the introduction of the song was yed, notes that were soft and leisurely, like the flow of a stream,


    could be felt in the air. The song went on and on, all the way to the outro, delivering a mixed sentiment


    of hopeful bliss and regretful sorrow. It was as though this song narrated Esme’s own thoughts and


    regrets.


    The song was beautiful and masterfully yed. Everyone in the store could not help but be enchanted


    by it.


    Conrad sent some messages with some parts of the song recorded attached to Fia. When Fia listened


    to the song, her face turned sullen.


    Sophia asked, “Who’s ying the song? That homewrecker?”


    “Do you like it?” Fia asked.


    Sophia answered earnestly, “I don’t understand music at all. But it does have a good ring to it. What’s


    the song called?”


    Fia gave a sarcastic smirk. “It’s Mariage d’amour, by Richard yderman.”
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