Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 2045

Callum nervously wrung his hands and wiped them on his pants.

"Daddy, I don't want to play anymore. Can we do this after I've learned the whole piece?"

Nathaniel shook his head and repeated, "Play the first half of this piece again."

"But Daddy, you need to go to work. Don't you have a meeting this morning? What if you're late?"

Nathaniel glanced at his watch and said, "We still have time. You can play it two more times."

With Mildred gone, Nathaniel's presence was simply overwhelming for Callum.

The piano keys once again echoed through the room, each note revealing Callum's deep frustration.

Nathaniel's voice cut through the music before Callum could even finish the first line of scales.

"Watch your hand position. Keep your wrist up."

Callum quickly adjusted, his fingers trembling slightly from the sudden correction.

A jarring high note slipped out, and Callum held his breath, his wide blue eyes fixed on Nathaniel.

"Daddy…"

Oh no, he messed up the notes right in front of Nathaniel!!

Nathaniel remained calm. "Hand, please."

Callum pouted, extending his right hand, which had just made a mistake.

Nathaniel lightly smacked Callum's palm, but it was still painful for the little boy.

Callum instantly rubbed his hand with a pout.

"Continue playing. Make sure you focus this time, or else…"

Nathaniel's threat immediately made Callum straighten up, determined to pay full attention.

For the next two minutes, Nathaniel kept glancing at his watch while Asher played the piano.

"A little better than before. I'll have the music teacher come over this afternoon to continue with the second half."

Callum was taken aback.

Her heart ached for the little boy.

"He really shouldn't be so harsh. Don't worry. When he gets off work, I'll make sure he pays for it."

Hearing that Mildred would help him get even, Callum's face brightened into a wide smile.

"Grandma Mildred, you're the best!"

"Does it still hurt? Let me blow on it," Mildred offered.

"It's better now!"

Mildred inspected the faint red marks on Callum's soft palm, afraid that Nathaniel was too harsh on him,

She only sighed with relief once she confirmed the injuries were not severe.

Callum allowed her to hold his hand, lost in thought.

After a while, he asked, "Grandma Mildred, Daddy said he didn't have toys or the chance to learn piano when he was young. Is that true?"

Mildred froze, her expression turning sorrowful. "Yes, he had a tough childhood."