Chapter 117
As they walked to Elowen’s office, many staff members greeted her politely. Watching this, Gwyneth thought. “The girl who used to be crazy about music has now grown into someone who can really stand on her own”
violin. Elowen said, “Not everyone can do justice to this violin.” When they entered the room, Garyneth’s eyes immediately focused on the vi the instrument into Gwyneth’s hands. Tve tuned it just the way you like. Give it a try.”
She put
“You even tuned it?” Gwyneth’s fingers traced the edge of the violin as she looked at Elowen knowingly. “You’ve been trying to get me to join for a while now, huh?”
Elowen scratched her head and grinned, watching Gwyneth carefully caress the precious violin. She saw her friend’s eyes slowly brighten, but her own smile started to fade. “You still love music,” Elowen whispered, but you walked away from it.”
Gwyneth’s fingers paused for a moment. With a small smile, she rested the violin against her collarbone. “There are still things I haven’t finished.
She still hadn’t taken back everything her mom left her.
Elowen watched her closely for a long time, listening as the notes from Gwyneth’s violin changed from shaky and unsure to flowing with deep sadness
Elowen suggested, “Would you think about playing regularly with my orchestra? With mask, your real identity would stay secret. And it wouldn’t mess with your other plans.”
Elowen’s words cut off the notes Gwyneth was playing. Gwyneth looked around the fancy studio and said, “Your orchestra has made a name for Itself. Fin really just an amateur–maybe I shouldn’t join.”
“You still love it–your eyes give you away every time you play.” Elowen suddenly leaned closer, looking at her. “I’ll handle everything–if you
u want
to do it.
They looked at each other for a long moment. Gwyneth’s fingers trembled slightly on the violin’s neck, then steadied with sudden determination. “Alright, I’ll join,” she said firmly.
“Great! That’s settled,” Elowen smiled happily, but when she saw Gwyneth in her plain clothes, her smile faded. “Everyone in our orchestra turis beads when they go out, and you’re in this simple coat!
Gwyneth thought, I’m just meeting an old friend, not going to some fancy party. Do I really need to dress up?
While Gwyneth looked confused, Elowen pulled up the security footage from the practice room. On screen, the female musicians showed off their own bold styles.
Bowen said, “That’s more like our orchestra! No way you’re escaping a proper makeover today
“No need, Gwyneth said casually. “I have a party tonight–someone will do my hair and makeup”
Elowen narrowed her eyes and grabbed Gwyneth’s shoulders. “A party, honey? That’s even more reason to get a good look.”
Three hours later, Harrison followed the address Gwyneth gave him. He didn’t recall her owning any place along this long street, so he frowned in confusion as he stepped out.
“Harrison,” Gwyneth’s voice called. Turning toward the sound, Harrison saw Gwyneth–her usually loose, shiny hair neatly pinned up in a bun, showing her delicate oval face.
Her bright eyes, with just a little makeup, were very charming. Soft sunlight shone through the trees, and her small smile made Harrison’s heart skip a beat.
Even people passing by whispered in awe, wondering if she was some kind of celebrity. Across the crowd, Harrison watched as Gwyneth walked closer, his heart pounding harder.
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