Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After...

Chapter 201 Cello

Hearing this, the other assistants in the office all looked towards Meryl.

“Mr. Aniston seems to enjoy the coffee you make particularly.”

“Hurry up and go, don’t keep Mr. Aniston waiting!”

Meryl resignedly carried the coffee inside and saw Chandler sitting at his desk.

Two buttons were unbuttoned on his shirt.

The fresh teeth marks on his Adam’s apple were particularly red.

Meryl averted her gaze, unable to bear looking directly, feeling as if she was back in that cramped and humid restroom from last night.

She lowered her head slightly, a blush creeping onto her face. “Mr. Aniston, your coffee.”

Chandler’s fingers lightly rubbed his Adam’s apple, a playful smile on his face. “Last night…”

“I don’t remember anything from last night!” Meryl quickly interrupted him, her voice filled with guilt.

The amusement in Chandler’s eyes deepened, but he didn’t expose her lie.

“Come here.”

Meryl didn’t reply a word.

“Weren’t you quite brave when you snuck into the bathroom while I was showering? Why so timid now? Are you not even willing to come near me?”

Meryl lightly scratched her palm with her fingers.

She was already embarrassed about what happened last night. Chandler had to bring it up!

Chandler stopped teasing her. “Come here and see what this is.”

Meryl finally raised her head and saw the cello placed beside Chandler’s desk.

Her eyes were filled with surprise. The moment she saw the cello, she was awestruck.

The deep brown body of the instrument was elegant and expensive. Meryl remembered seeing it on the news recently.

This cello, worth 20 million dollars, was on display in a museum. It was said to belong to a famous cellist.

The cellist’s concerts were always sold out, with tickets being scalped for hundreds of thousands of dollars each and still hard to come by.

But Chandler had managed to buy the cellist’s most cherished instrument.

Meryl walked over and caressed it lovingly. “This is… for me?”

Chandler nodded.

Last night at the Stone Villa, as soon as Chandler entered, he saw the shattered cello on the floor.

After a moment’s thought, he understood what had happened, so he sent someone to take care of it.

This morning, he left early to pick up the cello at the airport and personally delivered it to her.

Meryl didn’t know the trouble Chandler had gone through, but as soon as she saw the cello, she knew it couldn’t have been easy to convince the cellist to part with it.

Her heart softened.

“Would you like to play a tune?” Chandler stepped aside.

Meryl hesitated. “Now? But it’s work time.”

“It’s okay. The annual meeting is only a few days away. Everyone in the CEO’s office is on our side. No one will say anything. Besides, I want to hear it.”

Chandler had never heard Meryl play the cello before.

Meryl nodded, sat down, held the cello, and placed her slender fingers on the strings, gently plucking them.

Chandler didn’t understand music, but watching Meryl’s engrossed expression as the bow glided across the strings, producing a mellow and gentle sound, his mood also brightened.

The cello’s melody was musical and low, as if it were telling a sorrowful story.

Chandler’s gaze fell softly upon her, unblinking, entirely captivated by her aura.

He thought to himself that if she weren’t wearing a business suit but instead casual clothes sitting there, she would surely be as beautiful as a vibrant oil painting!

He would buy her the most beautiful dress so that on the night of the annual party, she would be so stunning that all the other women would be envious.