Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 261 You’re Here to Drink With Us!

“If getting a lofty gift troubles you, then you can balance the trade after you get your first salary. Buy me dinner.”

That was it? A dinner was supposed to somehow be equal to a luxurious piano? Deirdre found the idea wild, though admittedly, she had no other excuse. The reminder of her salary eased her mind a little too, so she agreed. “Okay.”

The call ended. She took a seat behind the piano and began to learn the songs on her sheet. As it turned out, Deirdre was quite possibly musically gifted, as it took her only an afternoon to master all but one song on the entire sheet. She was strapped for time to learn the last one, so she took the music sheet book to work.

The front-desk girl immediately caught sight of the wooden book. “What’s that?!” She gasped. “Looks like the sort of stuff you’d keep in your cabinet of curiosities!”

Deirdre flashed her a smile. “A friend gave it to me as a gift.”

“Dang, hon! That’s code for ‘not-your-typical-friend’ if I ever heard one!” the front- desk girl quipped. “I’m no expert here, but this thing has gotta cost at least 15,000$. Emphasis on ‘at least!””

Deirdre felt her cheeks growing hot. “No, it’s not that expensive!” She denied it, lowering her eyes and approaching the piano. She let her fingers graze the keys for a moment and began.

stepped forward quickly and welcomed her. “Miss McKinney! Your friends are already waiting for you in their private room. Allow me to

nodding noncommittally. She climbed the stairs to the first floor, her stilettos

face burned into her eyes, and her

good pianist, but she doesn’t look… the most presentable, right? I hope she didn’t scare you that much, Miss

simply narrowed

room to catch her breath, but a waitress stopped her. “Deirdre? The

patrons would ask for private. listening sessions in their exclusive

want her close came more as a shock to her. She was hideous-to be more accurate, her disfigurement was too terrifying to behold at a close distance. Since most. customers would not want their appetite disturbed, they only wanted to enjoy her playing on the ground floor, where they

the first time anyone had ever asked

your luck, Deirdre. The people who want you are listed VIPS, so… gotta expect a hefty amount of tips!” The waitress joked. “I’ll lead the way, so remember to share some

is the one. Knock on the door

Deirdre nodded appreciatively. “Thanks.”

prepared herself, and knocked on the door. A male voice answered,