Chapter: 1234

Nora's lower lip jutted out in a pout as she recounted the ordeal.

"The piano key-can you believe it? I tried to finish, but after that first blunder, I knew it was over. My hands throbbed."

“Easy now. I'll ask Amy to bring you a cake. Eat up, rest, and we'll talk tomorrow."

His voice was soft, yet an undercurrent of steel ran through it Like a predator biding its time.

"Don't dwell on it. Sleep tight. No tears," he added, his tone firm.

Nora blinked back the tears. His voice had a strange effect on her.

“Okay. Good night."

She ended the call and glanced at the friend request.

With a sigh, she typed out a brief, polite rejection.

No point in adding another face to the crowd.

Amy arrived bearing a cake and a determined look. “Eat up, champ. Then it's face-washing duty. We need to keep those cuts dry."

From her bag, she produced a small porcelain bottle. "Special delivery: two bottles of Rejuvenation Powder, just for you.”

Nora was really lucky.

“Your fans from earlier today have deep pockets. Look, two bottles!"

Amy teased.

A pang of guilt washed over Nora as she eyed the precious bottles.

She'd just turned down Sean's friend request.

"Amy, we can't just accept these without anything in return. It feels wrong."

The cake's sweetness was a comforting balm.

She couldn't help but praise her fiancé's consideration.

A delivery man arrived with an armful of desserts but he was stopped by the bodyguards. "For Nora Moon," he insisted.

Unaware of the commotion, Nora focused on Amy's rundown of tomorrow's plans. After washing up, she climbed into bed.

“Night, Amy."

“Sweet dreams."