Chapter 231

Her piano skills were subpar, but her singing was decent enough to make up for it.
Yvonne hesitated for a moment before her slender fingers rested on the black and white keys.
It had been a long time since she’d touched a piano. She had never really learned properly, and now she’d forgotten almost everything. The only piece she could still remember was probably ‘Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.’
That was the song Bennett had taught her, her hands resting on his as they played together in rhythm.
Yvonne lowered her gaze, her fingers pressing the keys from memory.
After the intro, she began to sing.
It wasn’t a complex piece, but Yvonne’s clear voice had an ethereal quality that captivated the audience.
From the moment the intro began, Bennett’s eyes were fixed on Yvonne, his gaze deep and unreadable.
“Bennett.” Yolanda felt a sudden, inexplicable panic seeing him watch Yvonne. She called his name softly, but he seemed not to hear, his gaze locked on the woman by the piano.
When the song ended, Yvonne stood up, placed a hand over her heart, and bowed to the audience.
Applause erupted again, a clear sign of their approval.
Amidst the applause, Yvonne gracefully walked off the stage.
“You always seem to have a surprise up your sleeve,” Thomas said with a smile, walking over and handing her a glass of wine.
Yvonne accepted it with a smile. “You’re too kind, Mr. Taylor.”
As they were chatting, the distinct sound of shattering glass came from nearby.
They instinctively turned to see a delicate, expensive crystal glass crushed in Bennett’s hand, blood staining his palm.
The people around them gasped in alarm. Yolanda, pale with fright, cried out, “Bennett!”
“Sorry, it slipped,” Bennett said, his expression cool and nonchalant he pulled a few tissues from a
nearby box to wipe the blood from s hand
Bennett didn’t seem to care, but to
everyone else, the heir to the
Thompson family. I
fortune getting
injured was a major incident.
Thomas looked visibly tense, and Karina quickly called for the club’s doctor to bandage Bennett’s wound.
Bennett sat on a sofa while the doctor disinfected the wound, applied ointment, and carefully wrapped it in gauze.
A crowd gathered around Bennett: Yolanda, Noah and Karina, as well as Thomas and Yvonne.
“I’m fine, it’s just a scratch. You two should go entertain your guests,” Bennett told Noah and Karina.
Seeing he wasn’t seriously hurt, Noah led Karina away with a sense of relief.
They couldn’t just leave all their guests unattended.
“You should get back to it, too. It’s your party, don’t let me ruin the mood,” Bennett then said to
Thomas his gaze flicking almost imperceptibly towards Yvonne, who stood beside him. ‘
“Alright, but be careful. Don’t get the wound wet. If something happens to you here, your parents will have my head.”
With that, Thomas placed a hand on Yvonne’s waist, and they walked away together.