No Way Back

Chapter 219

Arthur was slightly stunned.

The performance team arranged for today shouldn’t have arrived yet, right?

It was the sound of the piano…

A figure suddenly appeared in Arthur’s mind.

Could it be…

Was it Quinton?

“I’m sorry. I’ll leave for a moment. You can continue tasting.”

Arthur left in a hurry.

Jane tasted the vegetables and listened to the melodious piano.

Josh closed his eyes and enjoyed it. “This plano piece is not bad. I’ve never heard of this song before. The player must be very good.”

Jane pursed her lips. “It feels like it’s calling from the heart.”

There seemed to be a kind of warmth in the sound of the piano..

It called the distant migratory birds back to their nests.

This reminded Jane of the ***Fowlers.

They shamelessly refused to let go of Jane.

They even begged and pretended to be good family members, hoping that Jane would forgive them.

Then who could forgive Jane’s ****in her previous life?

What about extinguishing the flames of hatred?

At this moment, Arthur had already arrived at the place where the piano was playing.

As expected.

It was Quinton.

He was wearing a ***suit with a brilliant flower emblem on his chest. His brows were slightly lowered, and his fair fingertips were playing a gorgeous movement on the piano.

Although he couldn’t compare to Quinton’s third brother, Aaron, Quinton’s most outstanding ability was composing.

To a certain extent, Quinton’s eye-catching ability was stronger than Aaron’s because Quinton was an all-rounded musical

genius.

If he wanted to arrange music, he had to be proficient in all instruments. Any one of Quinton’s songs earned him hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Someone hurried over to report, “Arthur, Mr. Quinton Fowler insists on performing on stage. I think Quinton Fowler has a good relationship with you, so…”

“Forget it.”

to finish

stood up and saw Arthur. He walked straight over and did not avoid his

you think I’ll blame

performance from a gold medal composer like

you want to play the piano in my restaurant, shouldn’t you

to play this piano piece for that

in Quinton’s eyes, Arthur

to your family, but I know… this

lowered his eyes. “Yes, between our family

it. I don’t want to get too involved in your family’s matters. You’ve already played the piano. It’s time to sit down and fulfill your identity

one more thing

“**!”

After that plano piece.

wheel and

they did not play as

didn’t have the soul-stirring style

pity… That

feels like even Ferris wheel can’t hire such a pianist. It’s more

his chin

in no hurry to

she thought

wrong? Jane, is the food not to

I was just thinking about something and

At this moment

again arrived

problem just now. I went to

Fowler, this is a manuscript written to you

“For me?”

a bad

her. Jane thought for a moment before reaching

it was the score for the piano piece

felt the notes bit by

She turned a page.

It was a poem.

the ***. The moon reminds me

to be associated with the

does not

“The stars regret it.”

*The planet is sad.”

the silence and beauty of the

didn’t they spend

not a salvageable

is a record

stars and the planet write it down

of the

the Sea, Sky in

Jane finally

she got the ominous feeling

He sighed softly. “Arthur, you shouldn’t have

the customer and sent the manuscript over. I have no idea

guiltily lied,