You guys are so impatient that was why you didn't get to see what he was just about to do. Like what you said, you wouldn't get him if he wasn't good, right? You have watched him perform, he wasn't pretending. He is really that good, so if I were you, to get all of our reputations back, I would go
"What will you do with him?" President Irving asked casually, his voice low, still observing Andrew and Mariah being dragged outside of the event place. "I'll deal with them later, but I'll definitely need to teach him a lesson. These people might think that I am not good at choosing people to pla
Andrew looked at him and nodded, shortly glancing at the reaction of these people who looked doubtful of him already with one accidentally pressed key, so what more if he messed up? He started pressing the keys. He was just pressing the keys mindlessly as if he were just playing with them. They we
Andrew walked on stage with sweaty hands, he felt like even his armpits were sweaty and his face was red. The way his heart was beating wildly was making him wish he could run out instead of play, at least he would be able to make an excuse for why he suddenly ran away, it would do lesser damage t
"Shh. Stop acting like misbehaving peasants." Andrew and Mariah looked at their side and found the other people sharing the same table as them. They, except for one, were glaring sharply at the two of them for talking while someone was speaking in front. It was considered a disrespectful act, an
The program started. It was just the usual boring party of these rich people, and Andrew couldn't do anything but watch. Though there wasn't really anything to do but watch until it was his turn but he just couldn't help but quietly judge the way the program of this party was arranged. "It's kind
"It's not like that, but as long as I'm going to get something from your business, then I'm fine. Also, I had been there. No one believed in me, but look at me now. They are all regretting that they ignored me before.""From how I see it, you are lucky and extremely talented and smart which brought
"What's wrong with you?" Andrew looked up at Mariah who had come back to their table already. She had bullet sweats on her forehead trickling down her cheek. "No, what's wrong with you? What did you do? Why are you so sweaty?" He took tissue paper on the table and gave it to her. Her hand held
"Thanks for that. I needed to hear it," he said, appreciating her words. Mariah was sort of hard to read. There was a part of her that told him that she was a troublemaker and she didn't know what she was doing. But also a part of her seemed to be professional and had things up her sleeve. He c
Carl
good story thanks
Sivaprakash
Why does this book look like Arthur Gardner