No Way Back

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.

seemed courageous as ever and not to be trifled with. “I’m

“It’s you? Jane

he saw Jane’s face clearly, the man

looked puzzled, “You

to have no recollection of such a

Luther. I’m Connor Luther’s second uncle. I’m also

passion for the art of painting. I liked the work you did to win

call myself a fan of yours. Haha, I’m so lucky to be able to meet my hero here. Connor had told me many things about you. You are said to achieve great things

helped ease the

for your kind words, Mr. Luther. The

to leave without locking the door. Naturally, that is because I have faith

which daring burglar attempts to take my violin

confidently. He walked by Jane and reached for a

two about the violin, Miss Jane. Do you want to give it a try?” “Are you serious? This is a

Jane was slightly

themselves to do anything with the violins

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

If there were any defects, there wouldn’t be a new violin that had been

to be played with What’s the use of being cooped

feel some

“If you don’t believe in her own strength, then forget it.

clearly intended

Was he pulling the

Hal

Who’s afraid?

mind, Mr. Luther, I’ll play it

once in

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

reason did she have

case, if it was damaged, Jane could

the violins here.

Fowler chose

was also Jane’s

ran her fingers softly over

strings was traced out by

in front of her, and the sandalwood scent of antiquity wafted from

It was fascinating and

Even Jane couldn’t help

more than grateful to be able to play such a

There was nothing else that could have

debugging is truly

and

must be a virtuosic musician with a reverence for his or her

production violin from

were perfect in every way possible. In a sense, it breathed a new life

as if the violin