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.

with a piercing radiance. Despite his age, he seemed courageous as ever and not to be

you? Jane

When he saw Jane’s face clearly, the man seemed to

puzzled, “You

impossible for Jane to have no

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

for the art of painting. I liked the work you did to win the world championship and the

meet my hero here.

helped ease

Jane responded, “Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Luther. The thought that you would suspect

violins are works of art and would sell for a fortune. I dared to leave without locking the door.

“Or rather, I’m more interested in seeing which daring burglar attempts to take

walked by Jane and reached for a violin on the

“Since you can smell the violin at such weather, surely you must know a thing or two about the violin, Miss Jane.

Jane was

Logically, these collectors preserved these violins. They couldn’t bring themselves to do anything with the violins other

out of the ordinary for Walker to ask someone

cost of these violins was not a primary concern. If there were any defects, there wouldn’t be a new violin that had been discontinued to

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

feel some dissatisfaction. Of course,

don’t believe in her own strength, then forget

was clearly intended to be

he pulling the provocation

Hal

Who’s afraid?

mind, Mr. Luther, I’ll play it

give this renowned, once

do so, and the violin’s owner

What reason did she have to

In any case, if it was damaged, Jane could definitely

violins here. Dont worry, I just

Jane Fowler chose

Beethoven was

fingers

The shape of the violin strings was traced

set the violin in front of her, and the sandalwood scent of antiquity wafted

was fascinating

Jane couldn’t help

than grateful to be able to play

There was nothing else that could have been more amazing than

debugging is

narrowed and her admiration was

musician with

from the turn

possible. In

as if the violin was silently calling