She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 829: It Couldn’t Possibly Be Rise (Part 1)
Elias Hawthorne was initially somewhat stunned, but soon recalled that on the day Raina married him, he seemed to hear Jasper muttering that the new piano teacher was very impressive.
However, he didn’t pay much attention to it, especially after knowing that this so-called music teacher was the woman who sold Baby Hawthorne, leaving only disgust in his heart, and this little episode was quickly forgotten.
He didn’t expect such a small oversight would cause him to miss something so important.
When Baby started causing a commotion, Melody Golding’s phone rang.
She took out her phone and saw that it was her mentor calling.
Melody was a bit surprised, wondering why her mentor was calling since he was supposed to be busy preparing the opening performance for the Olympics, which should have him extremely tied up. Why would he suddenly have time to call her?
Melody turned around and was about to go outside to answer her mentor’s call when a sound of music started playing.
The familiar melody made Melody stop in her tracks.
She suddenly turned back, looking towards the stage, who else could be playing at the piano but Raina North?
As her fingers moved swiftly, the piano piece echoed throughout the hall.
Baby Hawthorne’s pain-ridden little face also relaxed, with an expression of peace between his brows. Even though he still looked somewhat unkempt, there was an angelic serenity to his sleeping face.
The noisy hall also quieted down, everyone ceased talking, all attention being drawn to the slender figure on the stage.
Musical notes poured from her rapidly moving fingertips, like sunlight, like dew, sprinkling onto everyone’s heart, making the hearts wrapped in thick darkness gradually brighten and lighten.
If anyone turned their head at this moment, they would surely notice that the expressions of everyone around them were relaxed, joyful, even sacred.
Unfortunately, no one turned their head, and at this moment, they couldn’t muster any excess thought, entirely absorbed in the tranquility and ease of the moment.
Suddenly, a loud bang resounded, interrupting the performance, pulling all the guests immersed in this spiritual cleansing back out.
The guests instantly erupted, feeling as if they had just soared into the clouds only to be yanked down abruptly, a sense of their spirits being unmoored, nearly driving them mad.
They roared in anger, "Who is it? Who interrupted the performance?"
Upon realizing it was Melody Golding behind this, they barely restrained the murderous urge, yet their gazes towards Melody were ablaze, evidently her earlier actions had made them despise her to the extreme.
Melody, however, couldn’t care less, she asked angrily, almost with a contorted face, "Who are you? Why can you play ’Daytime and Hope’!"
And play it so brilliantly.
Yes, Raina’s performance was exceptionally remarkable, something Melody had to admit even if she disliked this woman.
Raina first glanced at Baby Hawthorne, seeing him obediently nestled in Elias Hawthorne’s arms, she breathed a sigh of relief, finally raising her head to look at Melody Golding after she slapped the piano keys to prevent her from continuing the performance. Her lips slightly curved, "You’re asking who I am? I thought you already knew who I was."
As she spoke, her fingers slid swiftly across the black and white keys, her technique was luxurious and complex, the music flowing out at that moment was as dense as raindrops, yet orderly, giving an impression of battle and spirit, stirring people’s blood to boil.
The guests’ emotions eased considerably, while Melody Golding’s face turned even darker.
