Chapter 386 I Support You

Aaron Perkins's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly curved his thin lips faintly, "Just how embarrassed was my father?"

Maverick, his assistant, had a tense expression and dared not speak.

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After Arabella Vanderbilt's performance, there were no more climaxes at the banquet.

The Old Master also lost interest afterward and left the table early.

Perkins Corporation Hotel was built by the sea; the wind whistling through the hotel's back and the sand soft, Arabella Vanderbilt sat on a bench, her delicate fingers lightly massaging her temples.

The piano score she had just played was forcibly recalled. She had heard the piece a long time ago but had never truly played it before.

She hadn't used her brain with such intensity for a long time; the pain and discomfort she was enduring now from overexertion...

...were not something ordinary people could bear.

But for her, this degree was still... tolerable.

A weight settled on her shoulder, and a familiar scent enveloped her.