The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 178

Ashley’s words cut straight to Arabella’s heart, stepping on her sore points.

Arabella’s face turned a ghastly green, while Judith, standing next to her, apologized, “Arabella, I misunderstood you before. I thought you were trying to make things difficult for your sister.”

This apology was sincere, but Arabella felt like she was going to spit blood.

She had laid all the groundwork just to make things difficult for Vivienne, but who could have guessed that it would turn into a stage for Vivienne to show off her talent?

“Vivienne sure plays the piano beautifully.” Melissa said in surprise. “I wonder who she learned from. With such piano skills, why has she been so low–key?”

She couldn’t understand. She herself was quite accomplished on the piano, and to her ears, Vivienne played even better than Debra.

In fact, it reminded her of someone else.

Scott looked at Vivienne with complex emotions. The spotlight on the stage enveloped her, making her silhouette appear both real and ethereal. He could see Karen in her again.

He had once listened to Karen play Rhapsody of Marland. Like Vivienne, she sat in front of the piano with intense concentration, as if nothing else in the world could disturb her.

“Your granddaughter is quite a catch, Aunt Beatrice.” Timothy said, praising Vivienne to Beatrice.

Beatrice sneered, her gaze sweeping over Judith and Scott.

Every time she heard someone praising Vivienne, it was like a stab in the heart, as if they were reminding her of how blind she had been.

Arabella felt even worse. She had showcased her piano skills, but instead of earning a single word of praise from the Brooks family, they had started praising Vivienne in front of her.

But she had to keep her feelings under wraps. She forced a smile and said, “Indeed, my sister plays the piano wonderfully.”

Her eyes drifted to Percival, who was looking at Vivienne with admiration. The affection in his eyes was so thick that anyone could see it.

beside Percival, was listening to Vivienne’s piano playing with a dreamy look on her face. Suddenly, she sighed

looked at her quietly, waiting for

you might not be good

she was belittling her son. It

perfume blending and clothes designing skills, her piano skills alone would

her fingers to Percival. “Vivienne is a doctor,

designer, and a double major doctorate. And she plays the

else can you do besides cooking

Percival fell silent.

good

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No way!

shoulder to shoulder with her and

stood up and walked towards the

of attention, and every move he made attracted

Vivienne moved slightly to make room for him.

on the black and white keys, playing

composer who had experienced disaster and love. When Vivienne was playing alone, the

turned into a pursuit in a

waves.

same way that Vivienne’s and Percival’s fingers were dancing on the black and

the first time I’ve heard

could play

is not good enough for Mr. Ellington, but I think they look

a word for how they look together.

“Equals!”

the room shone on them. They sat side by

so good that it seemed as if they were two people with one soul, so they never lost track of each

difficult to play. When Percival first came up to join the fun, Vivienne thought about slowing down

that not only could he keep up with her rhythm, but his every note and