Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The melodic tune of the piano echoed in the spacious hall. The guests felt as though they were on cloud nine as the music guided them to a trip down memory lane, back to their carefree days.

The guests in the hall paused and indulged themselves, listening to the euphonic tune produced by the skillful pianist. The performance, which was never meant to be the highlight of the banquet, grabbed the attention of the guests as though they were there for an exclusive performance of a renowned pianist.

On the other end of the hall, another pair of glistening, aqua blue eyes could be seen staring at Charlotte affectionately. The man seemed to be surprised and delighted at the same time.

After Michael indulged himself in the harmonious piece for a short while, he looked elsewhere and headed to the back of the hall to locate Charlotte because he wasn’t aware she was the mysterious pianist.Soon, loud applause erupted in the banquet hall after the first piece ended.

Charlotte got up from the seat and bowed at the audience before continuing with the second piece—Grande valse Brillante in E-flat major by Chopin.

The euphonic tune of the piece gave off the impression of a deeply in love lady dancing ballet by the lake while waiting for the arrival of her loved one.

As Charlotte reached the climax of the piece, the guests started swaying rhythmically along with the euphonic tune, smiling because they had a great time enjoying the music.

Zachary, who was known for being an indifferent man, had his lips curved upwards, forming a gentle smile.

Previously, when he was in the bar, he didn’t have the chance to enjoy the show. He noticed the woman he deemed ignorant wasn’t a complete fool—at least she was a skillful pianist.

it! What’s so great about it? She’s but an undergraduate from a local music institution! The tune irks me

to be irritating? I guess you’re the one who can’t grasp the concept

“N-No, Zachary… I-I—”

Sharon because he didn’t want her to ruin the blissful moment

had no choice but to keep her mouth shut tight as instructed,

Charlotte continued playing the third piece after the second piece. The third piece was Liebesträume by

piece, Charlotte got anxious because

piece, she could barely recall the notes because it had been four

the notes and couldn’t recall the

What should I

the prelude, but the sheet music for the postlude was nowhere to be seen. Eventually,

noticed something was

nothing similar to the previous two flawless pieces. The guests who had been indulging themselves started frowning in irritation and started whispering to one

but when she wondered if she should stop, a pair of slender

on par with Charlotte in terms of skills. Apart from that, he was familiar with the sheet

the pace under the mysterious man’s