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

wasn’t artistic, but she thought Crystal played the piano very well, especially as the latter was

of her seated before the piano resembled an

was

tune, Crystal stroked the warm piano keys, seemingly unable to keep her hands off the

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

phone and

the gift?” Henry

to his voice. She gently bit her lip

it. Do you like

“Yes. I like it very much.

his hoarse voice sounded.

was no longer an innocent

desire, but so did

wasn’t bold enough to discuss that with him since she had just

up at the floor-to-ceiling window and uttered softly, “Henry,

spoiled by men. Besides, she

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