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.

the first note, the hands on the sand tray started to move. In a few strokes,

audience was taken by

accompaniment to sand painting was

the first note, Arielle’s fingers danced elegantly over the keys

hall immediately resounded with the sweet, mellifluous sound of the

valleys, with the gentle breeze caressing their faces. It was like being

closing their eyes and letting the music lead them

cadence. It conjured up an image

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

again. A full moon appeared and slowly revealed

end

eyes were wide open. She was made aware that

hide her dejection, and her face was a picture

the original score! How can it be? How is it that Arielle can play it? And to play it with such mesmerizing enchantment that

movement, the playing changed from the

tempo.

the sand painting tray created a lady in a light chiffon dress. The lady had a crescent moon on her forehead, and she gave the illusion of a moon

playing picked up to an allegro. Faster and