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Mad asked, chuckling. “I’m fine.” I smiled. “Daddy, my piano teacher taught me a new style today.” I was grateful for Isaac. The kid knew how to break tensions. “That’s good, kiddo,” Clementine said proudly. “Will you play it for us?” “Not yet,” he replied, making me smile. I turned to check him. Isaac was sitting before the piano. “Is that— Oh, my God,” I whispered at Mad. “Fazioli Gold Leaf? Yes.”

She had never heard of such a special musical instrument, nor had she heard of the song played by this special musical instrument. "Young Master, what is this musical instrument?" The green-dressed woman glanced at the woman in white and asked softly. "It is a piano," Samuel said softly. "The piano is a good name. It's so damn amazing. I like it." The pangolin laughed. After that, he whispered to the pearl curtain, "By the way, the two of them have finished playing. We should win, right?" The woman in green did not answer. She just looked at Samuel and said, "Young master, can you play another song?"

The woman commented after a quick glance into her resumé, neatly placing the file over the desk before she turned back to look at the young girl. "Yes, that is correct," She nodded, quickly following after the old lady as she had already walked past her and back into the foyer, the girl almost running after her around the huge house as she walked so fast with those stumpy little legs of hers. Entering into a very spacious living room, the old maid eventually slowed down her pace, stopping close to a massive, shiny and completely black piano.