Chapter 130


    Chapter One Hundred Thirty


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    Two Weeks Later


    We hadn’t been able to go to the house for a few weeks. Adrik wanted me to take Sephie to the piano


    gallery so she could y. While we were there, he wanted me to arrange to have a piano sent to the


    penthouse, hopefully without her knowing.


    I grabbed Misha and Andrei to go with us. Boss was disappointed that he couldn’t go. Listening to her


    y was bing one of his favorite things, so Misha promised to video her so he could watchter.


    Fu cking adorable.


    Sephie wasn’t privy to where we were going. We just told her toe with us and that she’d be happy


    about it.


    “I swear on all things holy, I’m punching you all in the nose if you’re forcing me to go shopping,” she


    said, trying not tough.


    Weughed at her in the elevator, on the way to the parking garage. “Princess, I can’t believe you


    would think we would do such a thing to you. It hurts me,” I said, putting my hand over my heart.


    “Which is saying a lot, since I can’t feel pain.”


    “Oh, dear God, you’ve juste up with the ultimateeback. The finaleback. Like, how do I


    top that one? It’s theeback of allebacks. Conversation-endingeback. Mic drop. We’re


    done here.” She grinned at me.


    We pulled up in front of the gallery and her eyes went wide. “This is where you guys are taking me?”


    I nodded. “Adrik feels bad we haven’t gotten to the house yet. He knows you miss the piano, so he


    wanted you to have some


    time. Stay as long as you want, princess.”


    She got out, with me, while Andrei and Misha parked the vehicles. She turned to me and jumped into


    my arms, almost catching


    me off-guard. “Thank you thank you thank you!!” Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    When we walked in, the salesmen knew her immediately. “Sephie: You’re back! We haven’t seen you in


    forever!”


    “Hi, Craig. How are you?” she said, hugging him as he walked up.


    “I’m good, Sephie. Please tell me you’re here to get some ying time in. We have a couple of


    potential customersing in just about 15 minutes and you’re going to sell pianos today for us if you


    y,” he smiled widely at her. Andrei and Misha walked in, standing next to me. Craig looked nervously


    at us, but tried to remain calm.


    “I am here to y, if you don’t mind,” she said. Without even looking at us, she added, “and don’t mind


    the giant men. They’re with me. I’m experimenting with having my own audience now.”


    Craig cocked his head to the side, not sure if she was serious or not, but heughed. “Pick any piano


    you like, even though I have a feeling I know which one you’re going for.”


    She shrugged her shoulders. “I like what I like, Craig.” She walked toward one of the pianos toward the


    back of the showroom. Misha and Andrei followed, while Igged behind to speak to Craig, who looked


    slightly terrified that I wanted to speak to him.


    “We’d like to arrange for her own piano, but it needs to be delivered to a penthouse. Is that possible?” I


    asked. “And I’m assuming you know which one she will like best?”


    ?


    He looked at me, smiling, tears welling up in his eyes. I looked at him, puzzled. “I’ve been waiting for


    this moment since her mother passed. Her mother was a dear friend of mine, Sephie had to sell her


    piano to pay for funeral expenses, I’ve kept it safe


    in the back of the store, without her knowing, In the hopes that this day woulde. The piano she


    always ys in the showroom is the exact model that her mother had. That’s why she always chooses


    it. She’s trying to get as close to her mo m’s piano as possible.”


    I felt a pang in my chest as he talked. This is beyond fu cking adorable. “Can we get it moved to the


    penthouse? Money is no object. Whatever needs to happen to get it there, we’ll do it.”


    “As long as your elevator is freight-sized, we should be fine. We move nos to high-rise apartments


    all the time. If we have to use the stairs, we have to use the stairs.” He thought for a moment, then


    added, “once we used a crane. I’ve never been so


    nervous in my life.”


    I nodded my head. I handed him my card, “I’ll be the contact for the arrangements. Please, try to keep


    this between us. We’d like for it to be a surprise.”


    Before he took my card, he looked at me like he was gathering every ounce of courage to stand up to


    me, “I will only agree to this if I’m allowed to be there when she sees the piano. Her mother was


    incredibly dear to me and I made a promise to her that I intend to keep.”


    “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said, sliding my card into his shirt pocket as I patted his shoulder. I


    walked to the back of the showroom to Andrei and Misha.


    Andrei raised his eyebrows at me, silently asking if arrangements had been made. I leaned closer to


    his ear, telling him. everything I’d just learned. When I finished and looked at him, he had tears welling


    up in his eyes too.


    “She’s going to be so happy,” he said. I nodded,pletely understanding what he was feeling in that


    moment.


    Sephie was happily ying when a few people wandered into the store. There were a few other


    salesmen, other than Craig, that spoke to them. The customers couldn’t stop themselves from walking


    closer to Sephie as she yed. They were mesmerized.


    Craig eventually walked up beside us, a small crowd had now formed around her. She seemed


    oblivious to it, as she just kept ying. Craig smiled. “This always happens when shees in. I


    differed to pay her for doing this on a regr basis, but she wouldn’t take it. The pianos sell themselves


    when she’s here.”


    Sephie yed for a few hours, before finally deciding she’d had her fill. They sold three pianos while


    she yed, so they were sorry to see her go. Misha got plenty of video for Adrik forter. He sent a few


    of the shorter ones to him already. Fu cking


    adorable.


    Misha and Andrei pulled the vehicles around to the front of the building. Misha jumping out of the


    second one, getting in with Andrei. I got into the driver’s seat, Sephie was in the passenger seat with


    me.


    We made our way back toward the penthouse, through afternoon traffic. Andrei dr ove through an


    intersection and the next thing I knew, I heard metal crunching on my left side and we were going


    sideways, I looked to Sephie, turning toward her to try and shield her from the impact. Everything was


    in slow motion. I couldn’t be sure, but it looked like there were wings surrounding her as bits of


    shattered ss flew through the air around her. She looked at me, clearly worried, but all I could see


    was the feathers. Were they…changing?