Super Wife’s Three Babies

“Wow, he’s awesome. How old is he?”

“Six years old.” “My, isn’t he a genius? Well, I’d like Mariage. d’Amour, please.” The waiter nodded. “Just a minute, Miss. And your bottle of Rose’s Kiss will arrive soon.” With that, he left.

Olivia kept her eyes on the stage the whole time, but never once did she see the waiter go up the stage. Right then, she noticed the boy starting to prepare for the performance. The waiter probably relays my request to the host through a walkie-talkie, she figured.

The pianist placed his hands on the keys, and a moment later, that familiar tune started singing in the air. He played well. Not even a moment of pause happened. The tune was hauntingly. beautiful, and Olivia’s eyes never moved from the boy. She had even forgotten to eat. For some reason, she was drawn into the sad love story behind the tune, and tears filled her eyes.

“Alright, you can listen to it while you eat.” Olivia remarked, “The boy is amazing. He plays. well.” “Our

the bill, Olivia waved at the waiter, and he approached them. “What would you like, Miss?” She handed him

“Thank you. I’m sure he’ll be delighted.” “It’s alright,” she replied. The waiter left. Then, Olivia watched as he gave the money to

No child should be working at this age. She’s still as kind as ever, Eugene thought to himself. Then, he said,

do business. I wonder where he got the boy. He’s at great musician. I

you. If North knows

suppose can’t deny that. Chester and Emerald were already

for a moment before he said, “We had a few bites.” It