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rieka pressed her lips into a smile, offering no reply.

As they spoke, they reached the study.

Just as rieka raised her hand to knock, Kieran interrupted her motion. “No need. He’s here.”

Following Kieran’s gesture, rieka asked, “My old room?”

Kieran gave a nomittal hum.

Hesitantly lowering her hand, rieka questioned, “Why would Wace be in my old room instead of the study?”

Ignoring her query, Kieran turned and opened the door to her former bedroom.

Unease prickled rieka, but with so many guests downstairs–Victor included–she followed him in.

Kieran stood guard by the door, shutting it immediately behind her.

The room was brightly lit, clearly with newly reced bulbs.

ricka lingered at the threshold, her emotions churning.

Everything remained exactly as she’d left it–untouched. Her quilt, pillows, bookshelf… all preserved with meticulous care, even cleaner than before.

The sole alteration was the inexplicable presence of a grand piano.

After a momentary daze, rieka steadied herself. She scanned the

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room thoroughly before stepping onto the balcony for a look.

Returning to the balcony doorway, she crossed her arms, expression icy.

“Kieran, where’s Wace?”

her

Kieran’s dark eyes never left her. Suddenly he moved, advancing toward her with deliberate steps.

rieka instantly retreated a step, defenses rising.

But Kieran halted abruptly before the piano. Lifting the lid, he pressed a key. A crystal–clear note resonated through the room.

“So you lied to me?”

rieka pressed again, “Kieran, what exactly are you doing?”

“It’s been too long since I heard you y. y for me once more.”

He trailed his fingers over the keys, his low voice more captivating than the piano’s echo in the quiet room.

rieka frowned. “If you want piano music, ask Mrs. Argent. She’s the professional, after all. And your wife–as she should.”

Kieran struck another key.

This time, the note shed discordantly.

He lifted his gaze to hers. “I want to hear you y.”

ricka let out a coldugh. “But I owe you no performance, Mr. Argent. If you require one, I’ll arrange a pianist for you–daily recitals,

even.”

With that, she strode past him, her steps swift and decisive.

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Kieran Argent grabbed her arm, pinning her in ce as rieka struggled futilely.

Frustration sharpened ricka’s icy tone: “Kieran Argent.”

His grip tightened. “I told you, I don’t want anyone else.”

ricka retorted coldly, “Well, neither do I.”

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Kieran’s low, maic voice filled the space, ignoring her protest. “Years ago, I never got to give you that piano. Hope it’s not toote

now.”

rieka’s brow twitched.

He was recalling her birthday years prior.

Back then, Kieran had prepared a seven–figure piano for her gift.

But Roschelle Whitaker’s sudden appearance hadid bare rieka’s private feelings.

Kieran Argent mocked her childish feelings as unworthy, tearing their rtionship apart, and on her birthday gave the piano meant for her to Roschelle Whitaker.

Over the years, rieka Huston had long moved on from the past.

Yet she still remembered feelingpletely submerged in ice water, unable to breathe.

“Thanks for the thought, Mr. Argent, but no need.”

ricka Huston heard her own voice echo clearly in the silent room.

Her gaze stayed cool and decisive as she lifted her eyelids, looking calmly at Kieran Argent: “Mr. Argent, you seem to forget I can afford

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better pianos now. I don’t need anyone buying me one.”

If she wasn’t mistaken, this piano matched the one Kieran Argent had nned to give her years ago.

There was no fixing whaty between them.

Kieran Argent’s face showed no emotion: “I thought you’d like it.”

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