Chapter 356
She followed the sheet music and began to y. The wonderful and lively musical notes from the piano
jumped around the vi, falling upon everyone’s ears.
Sean, Stanley, Hale and the others downstairs were busy preparing the barbeque grill and the
ingredients. They heard the music too, but unfortunately, everyone didn’t understand it, merely knowing
that it was lovely to listen to, and that it was artistic.
Sophia yed ording to the piano score, gradually getting into the atmosphere of the music. It was a
very cheerful song that seemed like it was written by someone in love. The song was full of the feelings
of love and the essence of springtime. Every note carried a strong sense of adoration and care. Upon
finishing the song, she was in a pleasant mood. After ying the piece, she noticed that the old man was
listening with gusto. So, she turned to the second page of the score and continued ying.
Sophia yed the piano all afternoon and the old man was very happy to listen to it all. After ying the
piano, Woody mysteriously led Sophia into arge room on the third floor. “Cooper, look. I moved your
room here. You’ll stay here tonight!”
The room was veryrge; the study and the bedroom werebined into a single space, decorated in
the vintage British style. Half the space of the room was taken up by bookshelves that held arge
collection of books, while the other half of the space would be Cooper’s private living quarters.
This room shouldn’t have been here. After Cooper died, Old Master Fletcher had moved it over from the
Mitchell ancestral home. He had also deliberately decorated it to be exactly the same as the original
room. Everything in the room was arranged neatly; even the items on the desk were still very new, while
the nts on the desk were all green and healthy. All the details were exactly the same, and someone
came in everyday to clean the space.
Woody probably couldn’t ept the fact that Cooper had already died, so he thought that if he cleaned
the room regrly, his son would be able to return. However, Cooper Mitchell had been dead for years…
Woody said, “Son, you must be tired after ying the piano for so long. You have a rest now. I will call
you when dinner’s ready.”
Woody left the room and Sophiay on the bed. The bedding was brand new. It seemed to have been
washed and dried recently, for it still smelled like it had been sun-dried. After lying down for a while, she
stood up and walked around. She looked through Cooper’s books, then she opened the windows to look
outside. One side of the floor-to-ceiling windows showed the endless sea not far away. As the wind blew,
waves rolled on the surface, creating a calming sight. When one opened the windows on the other side,
one could overlook the entire resort; the view was fantastic.
Seeing Sophia emerge from the third-floor room, Stanley shouted from downstairs, “Sophia, Sean and I
are going to the nearby market to buy seafood!”
Sophia watched them leave, but Hale, Gemma, and Gary’s cars were still parked downstairs. At this
time, Madam Lewis served Sophia some cold drinks. While cing the drinks on the table, she said,
“The things in this room belonged to Young Master Cooper. When Young Master Cooper passed away
about ten years ago, Old Master Mitchell had his things moved over from the Mitchell ancestral home.
These past years, aside from those of us that are tidying and cleaning, Old Master Mitchell has never
allowed anyone to enter the room. You’re the first one—”
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Sophia, who was standing outside the windows, quickly turned to look at her and smiled as she nodded.
“Thank you, Madam Lewis.”
Madam Lewis watched her looking back and was stunned. All those years ago, there was also once a
teenager who had stood there outside the windows, turning back to her and thanking her. At that
moment, time seemed to have ovepped, and the two figures separated by over ten years of time
seemed to merge into one before Madam Lewis’ eyes. It was no wonder Old Master Mitchell thought the
girl before her was Cooper. Even Madam Lewis, who had brought up Cooper since he was little, also
thought that the two people were somewhat inexpressibly simr…
Madam Lewis collected her own emotions and said, “You have a good rest. I will call you for dinnerter.”
As Madam Lewis went out, Nathan came in. He washed his feet in the bathroom next door, andy down
on the bed. As Sophia looked at the sleeping Nathan, she increased the temperature of the air-
conditioning and quickly covered him with a small quilt, afraid that he would catch a cold. She continued
looking around Cooper’s study, examining the gramophone, then the multiple calligraphy manuscripts
that belonged to Cooper, ced on the bookshelf.
Cooper’s calligraphy was very beautiful; even the words within the calligraphy workbooks were written
with vigor. For some time, she stared at the yellowed manuscripts in a daze…
Putting down the manuscript, she drew a book from the shelf to read. She turned a few pages and read
until she felt a little tired, then she moved to lie on the bed for a little while. The sounds of churning
waves resounded in her ears, sounding like a luby to her, and she soon fell asleep. In her dreams,
Sophia suddenly heard the sound of a piano. It was the song she had yed just now, ‘Salvador’. She
followed the piano sounds and found the person ying the piano.
The figure of the man was hidden behind a fog, and only the silhouette of his figure could be seen. As
she got closer and closer, she still couldn’t see the man’s face, but she could hear the cheerful sounds of
the piano suddenly turning slow, bing filled with endless sadness. This song was supposed to be a
cheerful piece of music, but it now sounded like a funeral song, sad and hopeless. She approached step
by step and called out to the person within the fog. “Cooper?”
In the midst of the fog, she saw Cooper Mitchell. He looked just like the way he appeared in the school’s
promo video. While ying the piano emotionally with his eyes lowered, his eyebrows were furrowed
with despair and sorrow…
Suddenly, a sound awakened Sophia. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up before noticing a man in a
white shirt standing in front of Cooper’s bookshelf. Feeling wary, she demanded, “Who’s there?”
The man looked back at her and said, “Shhh. Keep your voice down.”
A scarred face appeared before Sophia’s eyes. Abel? She nced at the sleeping Nathan, gathered her
clothes and walked over to him. Lowering her voice, she asked, “Abel? Why are you here?”
Abel was wearing a pair of white gloves and searching for something on the bookshelf. “I’m looking for
Cooper’s fingerprints.”
Cooper had disappeared for over 10 years. Even though he could have changed anything, including his
name, appearance, background and identity, there were two things he couldn’t alter—his DNA and his
fingerprints.
Abel often sneaked into Cooper’s room to look for his fingerprints, but he was always particrly careful,
worried that he would raise suspicion. This time, with Sophia sleeping in Cooper’s room, he had the
perfect opportunity.
Sophia was puzzled. “Why do you want to find Cooper?”
Abel searched the room while he told her, “We suspect that Cooper isn’t dead.”
“Cooper’s not dead?!” Sophia was stunned.
Abel continued, “This matter is very important, so don’t mention it to anyone. We are now looking for the
relevant evidence, and Cooper’s fingerprints would be very reliable ones.”
Sophia was immersed in this major news. After a while, she said, “If Cooper isn’t dead, where is he now?
Why are you looking for him?”
She didn’t know why, but she felt nervous. She knew that Abel directly obeyed Michael’s orders, so if he
was doing something, it meant that Michael wanted something done. Why would Michael suddenly look
into Cooper’s affairs? Could it be that Michael had been nning something, just like Natasha?