Chapter 211


    Chapter 211


    When it came to this, Weston and Lucas had the same opinion. “If there’s nothing important, don’t go to


    ces like that anymore,” he warned. Ste knew her identity now so she naturally wouldn’t rebut him.


    “Okay. I understand.” She would remember this day. Thest day of October. On this day, next year,


    she would be able to escape the cage that had entrapped her. She would be counting down the days


    from then.


    At the thought that she would be leaving Weston, she felt like she could breathe again. She didn’t know


    where he was taking her. The car window wound down, and she looked out at the view. Seeing her hair


    was in a mess because of the wind blowing, he rolled up the window a little bit. “Be careful. Don’t put


    your head out.” He was reminding her like he was taking care of a child. She cupped her chin with her


    palm and through the reflection of the window, she could make out his side profile.


    It was only a reflection, yet she could see his perfect jawline. She stared at him without any emotion in


    her eyes. Ste could see why Guinevere was head over heels for him. But she was far more aware


    since she understood that underneath the gorgeous and pleasant exterior,y nothing more than a


    selfish demon. When she lost her child, she had also lost all her love for him. Now that she was half a


    soul, of course, she wouldn’t find him attractive.


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    The car stopped in some suburb. Thinking he had just taken her out to rx, she was stunned when


    she saw the piano shop in front of her.


    “Musx?” She didn’t think that he would bring her here. As someone who learned piano from a young


    age, she naturally knew whichpany made good quality musical instruments. For those who


    enjoyed music especially, an instrument was as precious as an unseverable limb. Ste was the apple


    of her parents’ eye, and they did everything they could to provide for her. She loved to y the piano


    so they spent a lot of money and bought a piano from Musx.


    Loving the sound it made, she couldn’t get her hands off it and yed on it for many years. The death


    of her parents, however, burdened her with debts. Having little choice, she sold it to get money.


    Musx was the one brand that every music student yearned for. It was like the Rolls-Royce of musical


    instruments, at the very pinnacle of what it could offer.


    The name alone was enough to guarantee the quality.


    The annual output of musical instruments declined as the craftsman aged, making them more valuable.


    Even those with money wouldn’t necessarily be able to purchase them.


    Even if one eventually managed to ce an order, the customer would have to wait for a long time


    before they could get the real thing. Musx’s boss was a grumpy old man, but his extraordinary level of


    craftsmanship enabled him to make each of his instruments perfectly tailored to its yer.


    Many capitalists had tried to coborate with the boss, hoping to mass-produce his intruments, but they


    were all rejected.


    Everyone in the industry knew that this was a brand with a soul.


    Seeing Ste’s longing and excited expression, Weston knew that they hade to the right ce.


    “Go inside and take a look,” he said as he patted her head.