Chapter 366:
Cody paused mid-signature, a thoughtful expression fleeting across his features before he resumed. With a hint of wistfulness, he passed the notebook to Driscoll, saying, “I never expected someone to remember him.”
Driscoll smiled warmly. “My wife has vivid memories of him. She often spoke of the performance that propelled you both to fame.”
Cody’s memories flooded back. That performance held unparalleled significance; without it, he wouldn't be who he was.
“Who is he? Another violinist?” Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued.
Cody, reaching for his coffee, nodded thoughtfully. “We once shared an instructor. He was someone I both admired and hated.”
“Admired and hated?” Elyse echoed, puzzled.
Cody nodded. “I hated his carefree nature, despite his remarkable talent. He found joy in playing on the street for anyone who would listen.” He paused, his tone softening with nostalgia. “But what I admired most was his philosophy.”
“What philosophy?” Elyse pressed, intrigued.
“He believed music should be accessible to all, capable of touching every soul,” Cody explained. “Back then, I prioritized technical prowess. I believed music belonged solely in concert halls, not the streets.”
“And what happened next?” Elyse asked, her surprise evident.
“Subsequently, I lost my way. He guided me back.” A smile touched Cody’s lips as he reflected.
Elyse was astonished by the complexity of Cody’s past. After a moment of silence, Cody turned to her. “You and he share a resemblance, not just in appearance, but in your approach to music. The difference lies in your ambitions. He was content to play anywhere; you strive for the stage.”
Elyse scratched her head bashfully. “But I’m not him. I have my own dreams.”
Cody nodded knowingly. “It would be wonderful if he were still around. I’m sure he’d hold you in high regard.” A soft smile played on Elyse’s lips.
Standing, Cody said, “I must attend to my other guests. I won’t keep you. Be punctual tomorrow.”
“I will. See you tomorrow,” Elyse replied before departing with Driscoll.
Exiting the studio, Driscoll’s face lit up with relief. He turned to Elyse. “From this day forward, Cody Tucker will be your mentor. Let’s celebrate tonight!”
Elyse’s smile held a hint of disbelief. “It all feels surreal.”
Their chauffeur soon arrived. Unbeknownst to them, Jayden sat in a nearby café, on the second floor. Finishing his conversation with Clive, his gaze drifted to the window, where he saw Elyse and Driscoll.
Clive, noticing Jayden’s distraction, sipped his coffee. Seeing nothing noteworthy, he asked, “What’s caught your attention?”
Jayden quickly looked away. “Just spotted someone unexpected.”
“Who?” Clive pressed.
Jayden changed the subject. “What are your thoughts on Owen Group’s sudden move against Bayzee Group?”
Clive frowned. “Seems like a straightforward bid for market dominance.”
Jayden furrowed his brow. “But doesn’t it seem odd? I can’t shake the feeling they’re targeting me.”
Clive’s frown deepened. “You think they’ve discovered your role at Bayzee Group?”
Jayden leaned back casually. “Hard to say. But Bryce mentioned something interesting. After my grandfather’s private meeting with Debora, she was quickly given a significant responsibility. Do you think she’s being groomed as his successor?”
Clive reflected a moment. “It’s uncertain. Yet Enzo once envisioned you as his heir.”
Jayden’s expression soured. “Well, I won’t be fulfilling that vision. He’s likely given up on me.”
Clive shrugged nonchalantly. “They could uncover your connection to Bayzee Group. If that happens, they might target you.”
[End of Chapter]