The Piano of Vengeance

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o sound. She was only speaking in her mind. But Arthur, who seemed

here was something peculiar about him. His gaze was sharp but not entirely th

red anxiously in her mind. "Who is he? And why d

busy with the dusty items around him. Especially after he in

y audible. Arthur turned to her coldly. Within secon

he hissed sharply, causing A

th was no match for his, especially since

hissed again, glancing briefly at the door. Slowly, he le

talk, you're finished! Pretend to be mute for n

inning her down. Questions swirled in her head. Who was this man with a dragon

ers is that I'm on your side!" Before Athen

ible, casting a doubtful look. Her mind worked to piece together recent

deliberately change your appearance to look so intimidating? You can't poss

e glanced back briefly, placing a finger to his lips before

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y still aching, she slowly got up and reached for the door handle. Her vision was slightly blur

n I called you?!" Crystal's voice thunde

anced around. She noticed several maids bust

new business associate-the one you met at the event before your ac

ck sharply, occa

aking advantage of their visit tonight!

tled screams, cursing her from outside. When the much-anticipated time came, she f

to the dining room. Her delicate eyes occasionally searched for Arthur, e

on't suspect anything!" Leon whispered,

ected kiss from Leon. He then flashed a dis

ly. Beside him was Crystal, looking elegant in her evening gown, exuding co

shocked, especially since you seemed perfectly fine on stage earlier," the Mayor sai

to gossip about your affair with Miss Crystal. But seeing Miss Crystal here, even assisting Mrs. Athena, it

comfort. She instinctively averted her gaze and noticed Ar

intend to do here," Arthur whis

. She had nearly lost herself in Arthur's enigmatic gray eyes, quickly readjus

right, darling?" Leon denied, discreetly ki

nd's hand tightly. She deliberately dug her unkempt nail

f my business associate and the Mayor!" he his

notebook before her. Leon grew increasingly agitated, worried that his wife might do

n't blame me if, in the end, your l