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.

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 really sorry.” Jane was, after all, the wrongdoer. The situation made it too simple to label her as a thief. Her apology was

“It’s you? Jane

face clearly, the man seemed to recognize

puzzled, “You

Jane to have

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

passion for the art of painting. I liked the work you did to win the world championship and the things you made during the X era. I think they

to be able to meet my

helped ease

you for your kind

are works of art and would sell for a fortune. I dared to leave without locking the door. Naturally, that is because I have faith in

I’m more interested in seeing which daring burglar attempts to take my violin

He walked by Jane and reached for a

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

was

themselves to do

the ordinary for Walker to ask someone

were any defects, there wouldn’t be

“This is made to be 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

in her own strength,

tone was clearly

Was he pulling the provocation

Hal

Who’s afraid?

you don’t mind, Mr.

Jane was eager to give this renowned, once in a

have it, she was able to do so,

did she have to

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

“Alright, now this is my idol. You can choose any of the violins here. Dont

chose

Beethoven was also Jane’s

her fingers softly over the

The shape of the violin strings was traced

violin in front of her, and the sandalwood scent

was fascinating and

couldn’t help but feel

more than grateful

nothing else that could have been more amazing

debugging

Jane’s eyes narrowed and her

be a virtuosic musician with a reverence for his or her

tuning this rare, out of production violin from the turn of the previous century would be

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

if the

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