"You know I’m using you, don’t you?"
"Yes, but I’m willing. I’m willing to be a pawn in your hands," Ricard said, his voice softer than ever.For four years, Lucia had only one thing on her mind: revenge. She loved the man in front of her, but so what? That love meant nothing compared to the deep-seated hatred in her heart. 
Her father’s death, her mother’s insanity, and her family’s hospital being taken over — how could she let go of such a grudge?It was she who seduced him, approached him with all kinds of schemes to make him love her, all because he was the fiancé of the person who caused her family’s misfortune. And he, he loved her so much that he would do anything for her. His strength, intelligence, and resolve seemed to vanish completely before her.Perhaps the only thing he was lucky for in this life was being of value to her.

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　　Ricard listened intently, his gaze following Emma's every movement. She sat with her back straight, her eyes gleaming as she explained, and her delicate fingers moved gracefully as she described musical concepts. Each time she smiled, he felt a warmth spreading through his heart. Emma's passion and enthusiasm for music seemed to radiate from her, making the atmosphere between them feel lighter and more intimate.


　　"To begin," Emma said, leaning slightly over the harp, her fingers gently touching the strings. "I want you to understand the notes and scales. As I mentioned, music isn't just about playing the right notes, it's about feeling them and conveying emotions through them."


　　She started explaining the notes, how they formed different scales, and how those scales affected the listener's emotions. Ricard listened carefully, but he couldn't help noticing the way Emma's eyes lit up when she talked about something she loved, or how her voice was soft yet full of inspiration.


CHAPTER 93 Fingers on the Harp, Eyes on the Heart