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Chapter 59
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Natalie looked straight ahead and responded coolly, “Edward’s a really nice guy. Don’t stress too much. Just show him
who you are.”
“Mm.” Nora nodded vigorously. ‘I’ve already played piano for Natalie before, so performing for Mr. Lopez shouldn’t be that intimidating. After all, Natalie is even more talented than Mr. Lopez.‘
But she couldn’t pretend she wasn’t nervous at all, since Edward had always been someone she looked up to.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at The Shell.
Built at a cost of four hundred million dollars, it was one of Harbor City’s most iconic cultural landmarks.
The shell–shaped, streamlined building shimmered with a cool, silvery sheen under the midday sun. Out front, the
reflecting pool mirrored the blue sky and drifting clouds, making the entire complex look like a piece of art.
Natalie parked in the underground garage, used a facial scan to access the VIP elevator, and went straight up to the
concert hall on the third floor.
Nora watched the way Natalie handled everything so smoothly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. But then she
thought about it and realized it made perfect sense. After all, Natalie studied under the same mentor as Edward.
As they pushed open the door, the spacious hall was filled with soft, gentle lighting. The deep walnut walls and dark red
velvet seats gave the space an understated yet luxurious vibe.
The two–tiered auditorium could accommodate more than 1,800 people.
Right at the center of the stage, a nine–foot Steinway D–274 grand piano stood in silent elegance.
Edward sat upright on the piano bench, his hands gently poised at the edge of the keys. Today, he wore a simple gray tee and beige trousers, keeping it casual.
In the auditorium, several staff members moved between the rows, rearranging seats and adjusting the lighting. Others were sorting through the programs, making final preparations for next week’s concert.
Natalie and Nora, not wanting to interrupt anything, quietly picked a spot and sat down. Nora sat with her hands properly placed on her knees, but she couldn’t help sneaking glances at the stage.
Edward, the man she’d seen on piano textbook covers more times than she could count, was now sitting less than twenty yards away from her.
His fingers landed on the keys. The first note filled the hall. Nora instantly straightened up.
The melody was utterly minimalist.
The left hand moved through slow, broken chords, while the right hand drew out long, restrained lines. No big flourishes, no showy technique, just hovering between a handful of neighboring notes.
It felt like someone walking along the coastline for a long time, their footprints washed away by the tide, yet they kept
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walking, undeterred.
Nora had never come across this piece before.
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She’d been playing piano for thirteen years, from Bach to Bartók, Scarlatti to Shostakovich. She figured she knew most of
the classics.
But as Edward played, she couldn’t recognize a single thing about the melody.
Nora instinctively tilted her head to glance at Natalie.
Natalie leaned back in her seat, her posture unchanged since she entered. She wore that calm, detached look, as if
nothing in the world could ever faze her. Her eyes rested on the stage, on the man at the piano.
Nora didn’t dare make a sound. Her breaths grew shallow as she was completely immersed in the sound of the piano.
The staff, both onstage and backstage, paused mid–task, standing frozen in place. No one spoke, no one moved, as if the music had held them captive.
When the final note faded, Edward’s hands hovered above the keys, neither leaving nor touching them. He held that pose, like a statue frozen in time. After a long moment, Edward slowly drew his hands back and stood up.
He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the empty rows of seats, and his eyes landed on Natalie. Edward stood up from the piano bench and called out to the staff, probably something like “ten–minute break.”
The staff seemed to wake from a dream and went their separate ways.
Edward stepped off the stage and walked over to them, smiling broadly.
“Natalie, getting you to show up at my concert is like pulling teeth,” Edward teased.
Natalie blinked. “But I made it, didn’t I?”
“This counts as showing up?” Edward raised an eyebrow. “If you didn’t need something from me, you’d probably just wait until I finished the concert and was back in Europe and then send me a text like, ‘Hey, heard your concert was great.“”
Natalie didn’t reply, but the slight smile at the corner of her lips betrayed her.
Edward looked over at Nora.
Nora was already on her feet as he approached. She bowed, stammering, “H–Hi, Mr. Lopez. I’m Nora Rivers, Natalie’s cousin. I, um, came here today to-”
Edward nodded, cutting in with a smile, “I know. Natalie told me. I’ll hear you play in a minute.”
As he finished, he looked a bit puzzled. “Natalie, didn’t you fall out with the Grant family? So how come you have a cousin
from their side?”
Natalie licked her lips, a faint, half–amused smile on her face. “Yeah, they already threw me out. Nora is not a part of
them.”