NovelApp"Did her family seriously start throwing pocket change at her the moment she came back?" Was she spending more here than both of them combined? No way.
Arabella just got back to the Collins family and she was already dropping millions here? Even if she was a big spender, the club shouldn't be making such a big fuss over her.
There were plenty of other big spenders who didn't get this kind of treatment when they came in.
"I have no clue," Alma said, feeling a touch green with envy. The only people who got this kind of welcome were the McMillians, as far as she knew. Could it be because of Romeo? Did Romeo arrange this grand welcome? The more she thought about it, the more she saw Arabella as a bit of a show-off.
Meanwhile, Arabella had no idea that Romeo owned the club now. She took the VIP elevator as agreed and arrived at the top-level suite 901.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe'd been to the ninth floor plenty of times, but this was her first time in suite 901.
She knocked on the door and a woman's elegant voice came from inside.
"Come in." Arabella pushed open the door, only to find a quiet café waiting inside.
In a place where booze and nightlife were the norm, a café was certainly a surprise.
The woman sitting at the coffee table was elegantly dressed and had a dignified aura.
Seeing a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen walk in, she was surprised, "Is Maestro Melody not coming?" "I am Melody." The middle-aged woman looked Arabella up and down, seemingly interested.
The girl had a refined face, with an air of cool elegance in her brow and eyes. It was stunning.
Girls her age rarely had such grace and beauty.
Arabella was also sizing up the lady.
The lady’s eyes were captivating. Even though she was in her thirties or forties, her beautiful face still radiated a charming allure.
"Please, have a seat." The lady pointed toward the piano stool.
Arabella understood. This was her chance to prove herself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmArabella sat at the piano, her slender fingers dancing across the keys, playing a beautiful melody.
The lady stopped making coffee, quickly drawn into the pleasant atmosphere created by Arabella. She was deeply moved.
The tune echoed in the air, with Melody's unique style, becoming more enchanting the more she listened.
The lady didn't even feel like making coffee anymore. She stopped and lost herself in the wonderful piano music, completely entranced.
As soon as Arabella finished playing, she handed the sheet music to the lady, "This is what you asked for." The beautiful lady's skin was incredibly smooth. Her smile was like melting ice and snow, bringing everything back to life. It added to her charm.
"How long have you been playing the piano?" she asked, her voice gentle.
"For several years now."
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