DreameNovelChapter 335: Carrie felt a pang in her chest, the words confirming what she'd already suspected. To Kristopher, it wasn't a gesture of love or sentiment. It was merely an object—a trophy for his wealth and power.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Willow, who emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a cloth. Her eyes locked onto the grand piano, and they widened in disbelief.
"A piano made of crystal?" she blurted, her voice tinged with awe and barely concealed greed. "How much does something like that cost?" Oliver hesitated, clearly uninterested in indulging Willow's curiosity. But then, seeing an opportunity to highlight Kristopher's efforts, he turned to Carrie.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"The starting bid was thirty million," he began, his tone respectful. "But it sold for a hundred million in the end. Several families were vying for it, but once they realized Mr. Norris was bidding, they backed down." No one could match Kristopher's sheer financial power. Anything he wanted at an auction was his. Others would make a few token bids before stopping, seeing it as a chance to curry favor with Kristopher.
Willow's jaw dropped. "A hundred million?" she exclaimed, fumbling for her phone.
She snapped a picture, muttering, "I've got to show this to my son." "He'll never believe it." How could he spend so much on Carrie? Kristopher's frown deepened, irritation flickering across his features.
Oliver quickly stepped in. "You can leave now," he told Willow firmly. Kristopher turned to Carrie, his tone softening. "Do you want to try it out?" Carrie hesitated, then nodded.
She approached the piano, running her fingers lightly over the keys. The sound that emerged was pure and resonant, each note ringing with clarity. It was magnificent.
For a moment, she allowed herself to appreciate the craftsmanship, setting aside the deeper, conflicted emotions tied to the gift. After all, she wouldn't keep it once their marriage ended. She might as well enjoy it for what it was: an extraordinary piano.
Taking a steadying breath, Carrie positioned both hands over the keys. She had intended to play Always Be With You, but something about the moment called for a different piece.
Instead, she chose a haunting melody about war-a song heavy with sorrow and loss. The notes wove a tapestry of tragedy, painting a vivid picture of a city fading into twilight, its ruins bearing silent witness to the ravages of battle.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe music hung in the air, stirring an ache in the hearts of those who listened.
A stunned silence settled over them as she played the final note.
"That was incredible, Mrs. Norris! You're so talented!" Oliver gushed, clapping enthusiastically.
Kristopher nodded, his gaze on Carrie. "It was beautiful," he said simply.
"It has a tragic kind of grandeur..." Oliver began to comment on them tragic undertones es of the song but caught himself, glancing nervously at Kristopher.
Clearing his throat, he muttered, "I'd better get back to the office." With that, he turned and hurried out of the villa.
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