The Janitor Girl Sang One Song, and the Billionaire’s Son Stopped Laughing

high note is the whole point. It’s a woman who has nothing left but her voice.”

The silence that followed was worse than laughter.

Then Carter stood.

He walked to the shelf by the piano, pulled down an old book of concert pieces, flipped through it like he was choosing a napkin, and tore out a page.

The rip sounded cruel.

Even Mrs. Cross gasped.

But she continue reading …