NovelAppAFTER I AMAZED 158 Chapter 158 The title read, "Elegy for a Lost Love", a piece composed by a well-known artist, written in memory of his late wife.
The music had an ethereal, melancholic tone, haunting in its simplicity.
"I'm familiar with this piece," I said, lifting my gaze from the sheet.
Holt seemed pleased. "I've had many pianists play it for me, but none have managed to capture the feeling I'm looking for. Would you be willing to try? If you can evoke the emotions I seek, I'd like to hire you for the performance." The room seemed to still as his words hung in the air.
Before I could respond, Holt added, "I'd be willing to pay 10 million for it if you succeed." The amount was staggering, to say the least.
It wasn't just a generous offer-it was an immense sum for playing a single piece.
"I'll do my best," I responded, though I couldn't shake the sense that his request would be no easy task.
"But I'll need to know more about the feeling you want conveyed." Holt leaned back in his chair, his face thoughtful.
"The feeling," he mused, "it's not something I can put into words. That's what makes it difficult." His vague answer only added to my unease.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis would be more than just a musical performance-it would be an attempt to capture an emotion that even he couldn't describe.
Andrew, who had been silent up until now, seized the opportunity to speak, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"If you don't think you can handle it, Elizabeth, you might want to step down now. Better than embarrassing Silvermoon in front of our investor." I shot him a cold glance, refusing to rise to the bait.
"I can do it, Mr. Holt," I said firmly, my voice steady.
Even if it meant proving Andrew wrong, I would not back down from the challenge.
Holt seemed satisfied with my response.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a chequebook, writing out a sum. He tore the cheque from the book and handed it to me.
"Here's half a million as a deposit. If I'm not pleased with the performance, consider it payment for your time." I accepted the cheque, trying not to let the weight of the moment show on my face.
Leo's eyes flickered down to the cheque, then back up to me.
His expression softened, pride and admiration evident in his gaze.
"My Luna is always impressive," he murmured, his voice quiet but filled with warmth. "I've secured a business deal with a simple phone call." "I hope your Luna wasn't too arrogant to boast about taking the job." Andrew sneered, "After all, if she fails, she'll bring shto the whole Silvermoon." "I'm confident to myself." I took the deposit and said calmly.
Andrew's face twisted with barely concealed anger.
The room's attention had shifted entirely to me, and it was clear that Mr. Holt's focus was now on our side of the table. Cold Alpha Regretted 99.4% Chapter 158 Even Andrew's son, who had once been his staunch ally, seemed drawn to the unfolding scene.
But Andrew, forced to maintain his composure, offered a tight-lipped smile.
"Well done," he managed to say, though the tension in his voice was unmistakable.
The meal that followed was a formal affair, filled with pleasantries and business talk.
But beneath the surface, the battle lines were clearly drawn.
Andrew's eyes kept flicking betweenand Leo, as though he were trying to find a weakness to exploit.
But for now, we had the upper hand.
dinner was over, Leo and I left the hotel.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe drovehin silence, the quiet between us different this time-more contemplative, less strained.
When we arrived at the entrance to my villa, I stepped out of the car and turned to him.
"You don't need to cby for the next few days. I'll be preparing forthe performance, and I need to visit a few places for inspiration." Leo hesitated, clearly unwilling to part so easily.
"I'll send a few warriors to protect you," he said. "I promise nothing like last twill happen again." I knew he was referring to the attack that had nearly costmy life.
Reluctantly, I nodded. "Alright. Thank you." With that, I started walking towards the villa, the cool night air brushing against my skin.
But after only a few steps, I heard the sound of footsteps behind me.
When I turned, there was Leo, striding toward me, a determined look in his eyes.
Leo grabbed the roses from the car, his long legs swiftly closing the m distance between us as he followed in determined strides. His presence loomed overas I glanced back, eyebrow raised.
"No need for a ride," I told him, my voice laced with both certainty and a hint of exasperation.
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