Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 197

“Mr. Albert, didn’t you want to take in a student? I recommend my daughter, Melody, to you,” Adina smiled faintly and said. When Mr. Albert heard that, he felt surprised. “Adina, I want to take you in, but not other people. Even if it’s your daughter, I won’t make an exception.” “Why don’t you let her try?” Adina said, “There’s still an hour before you leave Sea City. It’s enough for you to listen to a song.” Mr. Albert stared at Adina in a serious manner. 

He had known Adina for about four years, and he knew that she would not speak without 

thinking. 

Even though she knew about his status, she never flattered or tried to please him. She had even refused to be his student. 

finally nodded. He stared at the little girl with a gentle gaze and said, “You can play any song. Don’t be nervous.” There was a piano in the hotel suite. Ever since Mr. Albert turned thirty years old, he would hold piano recitals all over the world every year. As such, pianos had been specially prepared for him

keys. It had long strings, and the age of its resonance plate was clearly visible as the seams were thin and straight. Adina could tell that this was a top -tier piano without playing it. However, that was reasonable. How could a piano in Mr. Albert’s hotel suite be a lousy one? Melody sat in front of the

to play the piano for a few days would usually play it. Mr.

girl and said, “Try the last pause.” “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” originally ended on a fading note at the closing. However, Melody had used a technique to stop it abruptly

different artistic mood. Children would not understand such artistic moods. Only adults who had passed the stage of childhood could reminisce about their childhood due to the abrupt end of the tune. The piece would already be considered extraordinarily successful once it allowed people to resonate with it emotionally. On top of that, the person who played it was just a four-year-old girl. Mr. Albert got rid of the emotions that the song had generated before he said in a deep voice,” Mel, try that again.” Unfortunately, the little girl did not understand him. After Melody finished the song, she jumped down from the chair and scurried toward Adina. When Adina saw Mr. Albert’s expression, she knew that she had placed the right bet. Melody had perfectly inherited her talent in the piano. Perhaps, she was

play the piano again.” Mr. Albert walked over as a light flashed in

much that she immediately hid behind Adina.

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