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 vivid scene

was taken by

painting was an eye

elegantly over the keys to

the sweet, mellifluous sound of the

soaring into the air, over hills and valleys, with the gentle breeze caressing their faces. It was like being carried away on a fluffy cloud

eyes and letting the music lead them into this infinite

deep and low cadence. It conjured up an image of day turning

the scene of the long winding river on the sand tray was swept away in a

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

was the end of the

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

her eyes couldn’t hide her dejection, and her face was a picture of

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

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

tempo.

in a light chiffon dress. The lady had a crescent moon

playing picked up to an allegro. Faster and faster the tempo