The Maid’s Daughter Asked To Play One Song, Then Silenced The Whole Penthouse

came.

Maddie felt her mother’s hand tremble around hers.

That tremble did something to her.

It made her stand straighter.

Mr. Whitmore glanced at the piano.

Then down at Maddie.

“You want to play this?”

Maddie swallowed. “Yes, sir.”

“For your mother.”

“Yes, sir.”

His smile sharpened.

“That is a professional concert instrument, young lady. It is not a toy.”

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