Chapter 188

Stella hadn’t felt so relaxed for a long time. Ever since her parents passed away, she seldom had the chance to play the piano. Sometimes, when the urge to play arose, she would spend an hour at a piano shop indulging herself. Dancing, on the other hand, was unlike playing the piano. She could dance anywhere as long as she wanted to, but playing the piano came at a price. Her measly salary barely fed herself and Roger, and the pressure of financial burden wore her down day by day. How could she possibly afford something as luxurious as a piano? Elegant notes of music flowed from her fingers. She was relaxed and happy, and the smile on her face was genuine. The joy of music was infectious—Yvonne was so absorbed in the performance that she couldn’t help but film Stella’s performance. The long-haired young man initially thought that Stella was his type and wanted to chat her up. She even knew the name of the tune he was playing, and inviting her to a piano duet sealed the