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.

feet 3 inches. He was decked up in a down coat, thermal trousers, and ice skates. He looked 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

you? Jane

he saw Jane’s face clearly, the man

Jane looked puzzled, “You know

to have

name is Walker Luther. I’m Connor Luther’s second uncle. I’m also one of the current shareholders

the art of painting. I liked the work you did to

you could 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

teasing helped ease the

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

art and would sell for a fortune. I dared to leave without locking the door. Naturally, that is because I have faith in the safety measures taken by the Luther

seeing which

by

at such weather, surely you must know a thing or two about the violin, Miss Jane. Do you want to give it a try?” “Are you

Jane was slightly

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

Walker to ask someone he barely knew to play

a primary concern. If there were any

be played with What’s the use of being cooped up here indefinitely if it can’t even

and the violins themselves must feel some

her own strength, then

tone was clearly intended

Was he pulling

Hal

Who’s afraid?

Mr. Luther, I’ll play

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

As luck would have it, she was able to do so,

What reason did she have to

In any case, if it was damaged,

is my idol. You can choose any of the violins here. Dont worry, I just found a friend to

Jane Fowler chose

Coincidentally, Beethoven was also Jane’s

She ran her fingers softly

violin strings was traced out by her

She set the violin in front of her, and the sandalwood scent

was

Jane couldn’t

grateful to be able to play

nothing else that could have been more amazing

debugging is truly

Jane’s eyes narrowed and her

virtuosic musician with a reverence for

rare, out of production violin from the

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

if the violin was silently calling