Chapter 306


    “Are you proud of yourself?” Bradley asked, his voice dripping with darkness.


    Esther scoffed, retorting, “I wouldn’t dare step out of line in front of you, Mr. Warner. After all, I’m merely


    a confined tool to bear your child.”


    For some reason, Bradley felt a sudden pang in his heart as he looked at Esther in her current state.


    He couldn’tprehend why Esther resisted so strongly when all he wanted was for Felix to return to


    his side.


    “Give me the concert tickets,” Bradley demanded.


    Confused, Xara handed the tickets to Bradley. He nced at the program and the performing orchestra


    listed on them and asked, “Dr. Sadler, who gave you these two tickets?”


    “Anna, the fashion designer,” Xara replied.


    A mocking expression appeared on Bradley’s handsome face. “Are you sure it was her and not


    Jasper?”


    Kevin leaned in closer, curiosity piqued as he examined the contents of the concert tickets. With


    excitement, he eximed, “Bradley, this is the renowned symphony orchestra from abroad. And you


    know what’s most incredible? The first chair violinist is a girl who’s only four and a half years old.”


    Esther had heard Anna mention this prodigious girl before, so she curiously asked, “Only four and a


    half years


    old?”


    “Yes, it’s said that she is a natural musical prodigy. Once she hears a piece of music, she can


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    effortlessly replicate its melody. Her current teacher is Venus, a renowned musician from abroad.”


    Kevin’s words sessfully captured Bradley’s interest. He looked at Esther, who was holding the


    concert tickets, and casually asked, “Would you like to go?”


    Esther could almost predict Bradley’s next words-“Do you want to go? Beg me!”


    “No,” Esther replied with a distant and indifferent tone.


    “When I see her, I’ll think of my Tinkerbell, who didn’t have the chance to fully experience this world


    before bidding it farewell. When I see her, I’ll think of my Pixie, whose whereabouts I have no


    knowledge of in this vast sea of people…”


    Bradley’s expression turned cold as he listened to Esther’s heartfelt words, her grip still tight on the


    concert tickets.


    “Esther, you don’t have the right to refuse.”


    Bradley nced at the time indicated on the tickets-it was precisely at 8:00 p.m. tonight, He grabbed


    Esther’s hand and forcefully led her to an upscale salon dedicated to styling the wealthy.


    “Give her a makeover suitable for a musical concert.”


    “Yes, Mr. Warner.”


    Esther, devoid of emotions, was guided away by the salon consultant. They tried on one expensive and


    luxurious haute couture gown after another.


    Esther’s tall stature, standing at over 1.67 cm, made every dress she tried on seem tailor-made for her.


    Her wlessplexion resembled fine porcin, radiating under the cool-toned lighting. She seemed


    like a dream, almost ethereal.


    Furthermore, she was not the slender type. Her figure was slender where it should be, and she


    possessed curves in all the right ces. Deep V-necks, backless dresses, or any other style. suited her


    perfectly.


    Esther’s features were delicately exquisite, with perfect proportions. Her naturally full eyebrows were


    alluring and elegant. Her long, curled eyshes lightly veiled her dazzling eyes like fluttering fans. The


    tiny mole beneath the corner of her eye added a captivating touch. This woman, so pure yet exuding an


    intense allure, captivated the women in the salon.