No Way Back

No Way Back By Anna Mac Chapter 282

Chapter 282

Was Jane lost? Had she lost her way? Something like that may have happened to Lila, but not to Jane.

Jane texted. [I’ve gone to the toilet. Go and have fun with Connor first. Go back to your room if you feel the need for a nap. I’ll see you during dinner]

Lila texted back, [****! You didn’t even tell us you were going to the toilet. I was going to wait for you.]

Jane replied. [You *****girl… Why are you waiting for me while I’m in the toilet? If you aren’t ashamed by this, I am.]

However, that wasn’t the truth.

Jane didn’t go to the toilet.

Instead, she secretly slipped out of sight after they returned to the resort.

It was so Connor and Lila could have some time to themselves.

The two of them were chatting and laughing, making Jane look like an enormous third wheel.

It was as if she was constantly getting in their way.

Even if Connor and Lila didn’t mind, Jane did.

It was better to be alone by herself.

At this moment, Jane noticed a peculiar scent emanating from a nearby home as she walked by.

Not only did the cold winter month not affect the fragrance, but it also seemed to grow even richer and more mellow. “This is…”

Jane couldn’t resist opening the door of the scarlet home that was in front of her.

Within, there was an orchestra of violins

Evidently, the owner of the house placed a high value on these precious violins.

“Beethoven, Mozart… they’re all discontinued. These violins honor these historical musicians by bearing their names.”

“They’re worth a fortune. Why is it being kept here in plain sight, with the door left unlocked?”

Even Jane was unable to contain her awe of the generosity shown by the owner of this property.

Or rather…

That was a show of complete faith in the resort’s safety measures.

“Who are you?”

A surprised voice suddenly came from behind the door.

As Jane turned around, she noticed a man with a flat top haircut and natural, uncolored hair. His *****hair and the lines that had formed near the corners of his eyes were clear evidence of the passage of time.

as strong as a bear, and every once in a while, his eyes would shine with a piercing radiance. Despite his age, he seemed courageous as ever and not to be trifled with. “I’m sorry, I caught the unique scent of the violin wood. I came all the way here and realized that the door wasn’t locked. I’m

you?

Jane’s face clearly, the man seemed

Jane looked puzzled, “You

have

Walker Luther. I’m Connor Luther’s second uncle. I’m also one of

mark as a well-known figure in Crucsia. How am I not familiar with your name? Also, I have a serious passion for the

guess you could call myself a fan of yours. Haha, I’m so lucky to be able to meet my hero here. Connor had

teasing helped ease the

your kind words, Mr. Luther. The thought that you would suspect

“All of these violins are works of art and would sell for a fortune. I dared to leave without locking the door. Naturally, that

in seeing which daring burglar attempts to

confidently. He walked by

surely you must know a thing or two about the violin, Miss Jane. Do you want

Jane was

They couldn’t bring themselves to do anything with the violins other than doing

more out of the ordinary for Walker to ask someone he barely knew to play

a primary concern. If there were any defects,

played with What’s the use of being cooped up here indefinitely if it

themselves must feel some dissatisfaction. Of course, assuming that you’re confident enough

in her

Walker’s tone was clearly intended to

he pulling the provocation

Hal

Who’s afraid?

“If you don’t mind, Mr. Luther, I’ll play it

eager to give this renowned, once in a generation violin a

was able to do so, and the violin’s owner was

did

In any case, if it was

“Alright, now this is my idol. You can choose any of the violins here. Dont worry, I just found a friend to help me maintain and adjust them.”

Fowler chose

Coincidentally, Beethoven was also Jane’s favorite

her fingers softly over the

the violin strings was traced out by her

her, and the

was fascinating and

couldn’t

more than grateful to be able to

nothing else that could have been more

debugging is truly

narrowed and her

musician with

out of production violin from the turn of the previous

every way possible. In a

was as if the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255