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.

entrance door swung open. Charlene McKinney strutted inside with her impatience on full display. One of the waitresses stepped forward quickly and

to the first floor, her stilettos clicking, when the sound of the piano made

eyes, and her

of our newest recruits. She’s a pretty good pianist, but she doesn’t look… the most presentable, right? I hope she didn’t scare you that much, Miss

narrowed her eyes

sonata then ended. Deirdre hugged her music sheet and headed to the break room to catch her breath, but a waitress stopped her. “Deirdre? The VIPs on the first floor want

just serenading diners on the common floor. There were times when wealthy patrons would ask for private. listening sessions in their exclusive suites too. Every private room had its

would 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

had ever asked her to play in their

want you are listed VIPS, so… gotta expect a hefty amount of tips!” The waitress

Deirdre to the door. “This is the one. Knock on the door and

Deirdre nodded appreciatively. “Thanks.”

her dress, prepared herself, and knocked on the door. A male