Chapter 153

Helen was surprised. "Who's playing the piano so late?" She listened quietly. The piano music rose and fell, sometimes melodious, sometimes deep as two emotions intertwined. Out of curiosity, Helen followed the sound of the piano. She continued until she reached the top floor of the villa. The piano music became clearer. Helen walked to the front of the music room and pushed open the half-closed door. What met her eyes was a tall figure with his back to her. She saw the man's slender fingers dancing quickly across the keys, and rhythmic music followed. "You play well!" Helen sincerely remarked. The moment she spoke, Chandler stopped his movements. He withdrew his hand and looked at her. "Why are you here so late?" She chuckled and walked in. "I was drawn here by your piano playing." "I was just playing casually. It's nothing extraordinary," said Chandler. However, Helen disagreed. "You must've practiced piano for many years! I'm guessing you've reached Grade 8." Chandler rai