Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 1882

Her fair fingers soon danced across the black and white keys on the piano.

First, she fiddled around with the tune and rhythm. Like an obedient device, the piano produced gentle noise the way she intended it to. Soon, she entered a state of trance, letting the music flow through her without any thought.

Dum, dum, dum…

The chords reverberated across the room.

Sitting next to the window, Liam held the book in hand with an intent look in his eyes.

He looked at Caprice and observed the way she lost herself in the music, her eyes half-closed. She seemed intoxicated by the music she was playing and was beaming like a satisfied kitten.

He smiled at the sight of her.

Meanwhile, at the top of the spiral stairs connected to the living room, two figures were lurking upstairs and looking down at Caprice.

“The only thing saving my ears from permanent damage is the quality of sound from the piano,” Flint commented while leaning against the railing. He frowned while observing how Caprice was completely immersed in her music playing.

Isabel was already covering her ears with her palms with a deep scowl on her face. “Hurry up and text Liam and ask him to stop Caprice. It’s either that or I’ll send you down there to ruin this nice little moment they’re sharing.”

“Why are you sending me to do your dirty work for you? Do it yourself!”

Isabel glared at him. “Do you want me to push you down the stairs right now?”

Geez ”

parents around, there was no longer anyone to lord

and relayed Isabel’s message word for word to Liam.

halfway

the piece shot up considerably toward the second half of the piece. stared intently at the music sheet and had to slow down her tempo

best attempts, the music she played had

music sheet as closely as possible. She could not embarrass herself

had to play till

Dum… dum dum…

point whereby she herself could

Ugh.

to give up right then and there, to

from behind and sat

noticed was his unique

slender fingers began to fly in a coordinated fashion along the

beautiful, melodious

to beat faster. She stared at Liam’s

play,” Liam spoke suddenly

stammered as she spoke, “I… I don’t

follow my lead,” he said.

Follow his lead?