Chapter 500

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

The moment Arielle sat down, the large screen on the stage lit up.

A sand painting tray and two white hands appeared on the screen.

A hand made the “OK” gesture, and Arielle knew that Trisha was ready.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and touched the first key on the piano.

Ting…

The sound carried both depth and an ethereal delight.

In his seat, an excited Steven clapped his hands and exclaimed, “This is the sound!”

Not many people have seen the Goddess of Hunting, but there were many recordings made. This sound
is proof that this is indeed the real Goddess of Hunting! It can’t be wrong!

Wendy, who was by the stands, snorted.

So what if the sound of the piano is good? In the hands of a country girl, it is casting pearls before swine.

After the first note, the hands on the sand tray started to move. In a few strokes, a rich and vivid scene of
fields and forest appeared.

The audience was taken by surprise.

A piano accompaniment to sand painting was an eye opening experience.



After the first note, Arielle’s fingers danced elegantly over the keys to begin the first movement of In the
Moonlight.

The hall immediately resounded with the sweet, mellifluous sound of the piano.

The sound drew the listeners soaring into the air, over hills and valleys, with the gentle breeze caressing
their faces. It was like being carried away on a fluffy cloud where one could gaze in wonderment at the
beauty of the earth below.

Everyone found themselves closing their eyes and letting the music lead them into this infinite realm of
enchantment.

The music slowly transitioned to a deep and low cadence. It conjured up an image of day turning into
night.

At the same time, the scene of the long winding river on the sand tray was swept away in a stroke,
leaving a patch of blackness.



Soon, the hand was in action again. A full moon appeared and slowly revealed the world below. The
music gradually tailed off.

This was the end of the first movement.

Wendy’s eyes were wide open. She was made aware that Arielle’s performance had drawn her into
another dimension.

Realizing this, her eyes couldn’t hide her dejection, and her face was a picture of disbelief.

In the Moonlight! This is not a new arrangement. This is the original score! How can it be? How is it that
Arielle can play it? And to play it with such mesmerizing enchantment that even I was carried away. This



is too spooky!

Following on from the first movement, the playing changed from the quietly soothing to a brisk, cheerful

tempo.

On the screen, the hand on the sand painting tray created a lady in a light chiffon dress. The lady had a
crescent moon on her forehead, and she gave the illusion of a moon goddess walking gracefully under
the moonlight.

The playing picked up to an allegro. Faster and faster the tempo went.

Wendy felt that her whole head was captivated by the sound and that her heart might pop any minute.

At this moment, a handsome man appeared on the sand painting tray.

Dong! The crash of the crescendo was timed perfectly to the moment the man and lady looked into each

other’s eyes in the painting.

Wendy’s heart pounded at that instant.

She was not the only one; the entire audience held their breath in anticipation of the man and lady
speaking,

No one spoke. There was only the tinkle of the piano.

The sound of the piano spoke volumes. The audience saw the coming together of two souls, from the
meeting, knowing, and finally committing to each other.

Arielle was coming to the last movement.



This last movement was considered the most intense and passionate of the whole composition.




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