Chapter 408 Her Piano Piece
Blair’s nose stung, like she was about to cry just thinking about everything. She hadn’t stepped outside once since coming home these past few days. Russell had cleared his whole schedule, leaving the company in the hands of his son and assistant. He stayed close to Blair, watching her every mood nervously.
After all that had happened, Russell finally understood. Money, status, power–none of it meant a thing. If he lost the woman he loved most, the mother of his kids, his whole world would collapse. Now that he had another chance, he swore nothing would ever hurt Blair again. Not even a scratch!
“Darling, I feel the same. I’ve been thinking a lot lately, but we still need to live and face the future. We can’t just keep hiding away, making the kids worry. Justin brought us here today so we could move forward, not just drown in guilt over Tilda. Let’s do this for them. We’re parents–we can’t keep drifting like this.”
Blair’s heart softened. She looked at Russell and Justin’s worried faces. Finally, she took a deep breath. “You’re right. Even if it’s for the kids, I can’t keep falling apart. What happened with Tilda is done. I can’t keep making you all worry.”
Justin’s gaze gentled. “Yeah, Mom. I heard Thalorian Cuisine is famous here. Want to try it?”
“Alright.” Blair forced herself to lift her spirits.
Just then, the violin piece ended. A piano performance was next.
A woman in a stunning red dress and high heels appeared on the stage. With her slim figure and glossy, shoulder-length hair, she carried herself with pure elegance. Her very presence made the whole room sit straighter. Everyone recognized Genevieve, the pianist who’d just won an international piano award.
Justin’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t look away from the woman who seemed to glow under the lights, stunning and magnetic. He was clearly captivated.
Russell and Blair caught the look on his face. Russell leaned closer to whisper, “Darling, Justin said a friend gave him the invite here. Could it be her?”
Blair whispered, “Look at his face–it’s exactly how you looked at me when you were chasing me.”
“So this isn’t only about cheering us up. Our son has got a little secret, huh?”
If that incredible woman was the one Justin liked, they thought it was fine. Russell and Blair didn’t bother about status. The Jensons already had plenty of money. What they cared about was their kids being happy. They wanted them to find true love–not some fake gold-digger trying to get close just for influence or cash. As long as the girl was decent and her past was clean, that was all they asked for.
Genevieve spotted Justin’s table right away. Each invite had a number, and his seat was right where she had planned. She was the one who arranged it, making sure he got the best seat to enjoy her show. When Justin booked Starlight Dining, the manager quickly gave her the news.
With a small smile, Genevieve stepped up to the white piano. Her graceful fingers danced across the keys. The notes rang out crisp and pure, flowing straight into everyone’s hearts.
With just a few notes, her talent was undeniable. After the intro, she slid right into the real piece. The instant Justin heard it, his chest tightened. It was the same song the girl played in that old video that saved him!
With her incredible skill and the hidden magic in the music, she had dragged Justin out of the shadows of autism, like a beam of light shining into his life. Even after all those years, he could still remember that song and how it used to send chills through him.
“Hmm?” Tilda raised an eyebrow. She didn’t expect anyone to actually remember that tune. Back then, she’d only played it on a whim. She never even wrote down the sheet music. But someone had secretly filmed her and posted it online without permission. The clip blew up fast. The poster edited it on purpose so her face stayed hidden in the shadows, keeping her identity a mystery. When she discovered it, she used her hacking skills to wipe the video clean off the internet. She even tracked down the poster and made sure they faced the consequences. And that was the end of that.