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.

towered her at 6 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 the door wasn’t locked. I’m really sorry.” Jane was, after

you? Jane

clearly,

Jane looked puzzled, “You

impossible for Jane to have no recollection

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

I not familiar with your name? Also, I have a serious 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 are

to be able to meet my

helped ease the

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

without locking the door. Naturally, that

which daring burglar

Walker smiled and strode confidently. He walked by Jane and reached for a

at such weather, surely you must know a thing or two about the

Jane was

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

Walker to ask someone he barely knew to play the

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

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

that both their owners and the violins themselves must feel some dissatisfaction. Of

her own strength, then

tone was clearly

Was he pulling

Hal

Who’s afraid?

mind, Mr. Luther, I’ll

eager to give this renowned, once

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

What reason did she

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

here. Dont worry, I just found a

Jane Fowler chose a violin

Coincidentally, Beethoven was also Jane’s favorite

fingers softly over the

of the violin strings was traced out

the sandalwood scent of antiquity wafted from the dark

It was

Jane couldn’t help but feel

grateful to be able to play

nothing else that could have been more amazing

debugging is truly

Jane’s eyes narrowed and her admiration was

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

of production violin from the turn of the previous

perfect in every way possible. In a sense,

if the violin was silently calling