Chapter 152
The apartment was on the 16th floor.
After punching in the passcode and entering. Chloe found a spacious duplex. What really stole the show was a massive floor–to–ceiling window facing east. Standing up here on the 16th floor, she could get a bird’s–eye view of the whole P City
What really caught Chloeh eye though, was the black plano tucked into the corner of the window, its white gauze cover fluttering gently in the breeze.
Chloe couldn’t resist and walked over, her fingers trembling as they brushed against the piano
Her slender fingers formed a stark contrast against the black piano, the slick, cool touch of it reigniting a spark in her heart.
Opening up the lid, the black and white keys lay neatly arranged. Her fingers quivered slightly as they struck a beautiful note.
The note hung in the air, echoing the ripple of emotions in Chloe’s heart.
She bit her lip, bent down, sat, and placed her hands on the keys, playing from memory the piece she’d heard in Damon’s car – “Whispers of Autumn“.
When the notes melded into a melody, Chloe’s eyes welled up.
This feeling, it’s been a long time since she last felt it
To her, music was the purest thing
But her past self didn’t protect it well enough.
Looking at the fading night outside the window, the city neon lights started to flicker. Even though the city was still bustling, the soothing piano piece somehow managed to calm the
heart
She finished the piece without missing a beat or a note.
Even without sheet music, she could remember it thanks to the many years of memory training she had in F Country.
Just one piece of music was no trouble for her.
Chloe let out a gentle sigh, stroked the piano one last time, and then got up and went upstairs.
Half an hour later, she came back down.
Chloe walked into the kitchen, where a variety of fruits and vegetables were neatly prepared in the fridge.
She found an apron and got busy in the kitchen.
Another half an hour later, Chloe emerged from the kitchen, thermos in hand.
The office was elegantly decorated, brightly lit but eerily silent.
Damon was sitting in the office chair, flipping through some documents.
He was wearing an exquisite handmade suit, perfectly showcasing his tall and lean figure. His features were perfect, his eyes cold and expressionless.
In the short week since he took over as CEO, everyone in the company had gotten a taste of his methods and temper,
When he wasn’t angry, he was actually the nicest, calmest person.
But cross him, and he’d turn into a devil in a heartbeat. Just one look from him was enough to send chills down your spine.
Everyone knew not to disturb Damon when he was working.
So when the office doorbell rang, Damon’s document–flipping hand paused and his smooth brows furrowed.
Chloe didn’t wait for a response. She just walked right in.
His gaze was just as icy and piercing as it was when she entered his room at the manor to deliver his medicine.
Although she’d seen it before, Chloe was still taken aback by his stare.
The look in Damon’s deep black eyes was fleeting.
After a moment of surprise, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
“Did I interrupt you?” Chloe asked, watching as he set his documents on the table.
Damon didn’t deny it, his voice deep as he said, “Yes.”
