Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 500

The moment Arielle sat down, the large screen on the stage lit up.

A hand made the “OK” gesture, and Arielle knew that Trisha was ready.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and touched the first key on the piano.

Ting…

The sound carried both depth and an ethereal delight.

In his seat, an excited Steven clapped his hands and exclaimed, “This is the sound!”

Not many people have seen the Goddess of Hunting, but there were many recordings made. This sound is proof that this is indeed the real Goddess of Hunting! It can’t be wrong!

Wendy, who was by the stands, snorted.

So what if the sound of the piano is good? In the hands of a country girl, it is casting pearls before swine.

hands on the sand tray started to move. In a few strokes, a rich and

audience was

sand painting was

danced elegantly over the keys to begin the

the sweet, mellifluous

It was like being carried away on a fluffy cloud where one could

eyes and letting the music lead them into

cadence. It conjured up an image of

the long winding river on the sand tray was swept away in a stroke, leaving a

hand was in action again. A full moon appeared and slowly revealed the

was the end of the

wide open. She was made aware that Arielle’s performance had drawn

her eyes couldn’t hide her dejection, and

How can it be? How is it that Arielle can play it? And to play it with such mesmerizing enchantment that even I was

from the first movement, the playing changed from the quietly soothing to

tempo.

a lady in a light chiffon dress. The lady had a crescent moon on her forehead, and she gave the illusion of a moon goddess walking

playing picked up to an allegro. Faster and