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.

tray started to move. In a few

audience was

painting was

over the keys to begin the first movement of In

hall immediately resounded with the sweet, mellifluous sound of

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 where one could gaze in wonderment at

and letting the music lead them into this infinite realm of

and low cadence. It conjured up

long winding river on the

appeared and slowly revealed the world below. The music

was the end of

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

this, her eyes couldn’t hide her dejection, and her face

a new arrangement. This is the original score! How can it be? How is it that Arielle can play it? And

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

tempo.

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

an allegro. Faster and