Chapter 89 Morning Dew

She couldn’t wait to see it.

Crystal, with her brown long hair loose, ran outside barefoot.

Marie smiled. “Hurry up and put on your shoes, or Mr. Miller will be worried.”

However, Crystal couldn’t be bothered. She was astounded when she saw the piano before the floor-to-ceiling window.

The piano, a gift from Henry, was naturally extravagant, worth twenty million. It had an extraordinary history, coming from a royal household.

Rumor had it Ludweig Sutherbud had once played it.

The piano had a beautiful name, Morning Dew.

Crystal couldn’t help but caress the piano fondly.

A red rose was placed on the piano lid. Crystal suddenly recalled after Henry finished making love with her, he whispered beside her ear, “You are my morning dew.”

Her face turned slightly red. He’s so romantic!

Marie was also delighted to see Crystal’s reaction. She uttered cheerfully, “Miss Winters, why don’t you play a tune and let me listen too?”

Crystal hummed in response.

her slender fingers on the black and white piano

she thought Crystal played the piano very well, especially as the latter was dressed in a vintage lace

seated before the piano resembled

was indeed a

playing a tune, Crystal stroked the warm piano keys,

the bedroom rang. Noticing it was a call from Henry, Marie

the phone and

Henry

gently bit her lip and

it. Do

honestly, “Yes. I like it

fell silent for a long while. As she grew anxious, his hoarse

longer an innocent girl, so she

did he desire,

that with him since she had just recently

looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window and uttered softly, “Henry, I wish to change

should be spoiled by men.

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