Chapter 122 Something Was Wrong

The wedding ceremony began. After finishing the basic procedures, it was time for Lydia to perform on the cello.

The spotlight shone on her.

Lydia sat and started playing the cello.

Ever since she boasted to Dalton that she would play the cello at the wedding, she had been practicing diligently.

She had studied music. Although Meryl had played this cello piece a few years ago, Lydia memorized the melody easily.

Dalton stood on the stage, looking at Lydia, who was surrounded by flowers.

Perhaps because Lydia was not calm enough, the first note she played was wrong.

Dalton frowned.

Fortunately, Lydia had solid skills. She quickly adjusted and continued playing the cello. However, as Dalton listened, his frown deepened.

In the end, he was actually a little distracted.

Some people might be impressed by Lydia’s superior cello skills, but Dalton knew very well that although skills were important, without emotion, the music was nothing.

It was still the same piece from that year, but he could not sense the emotion in Lydia’s playing. He even couldn’t help but doubt whether it was Lydia who played the cello in the music room a month ago.

After all, the emotions they expressed in the same piece were completely different. Or could it be that Lydia was not the person who played the cello when he was in a coma caused by a car accident at eighteen?

Dalton fell into deep thought.

He tried hard to recall the car accident when he was eighteen.

At that time, he was in a coma on the hospital bed, and the cello music he heard in a daze was indeed very different from the one Lydia was playing now.

When Lydia finished, there was sparse applause from the audience. She stood up and nodded to everyone with a smile.

Dalton looked at her but seemed to be looking at other people.

Lydia didn’t notice anything wrong with Dalton.

After the wedding ceremony, she went to the locker room to change clothes, and Dalton came to the corridor to smoke.

He held the metal lighter and stroked it. He had an evident mixture of feelings.

Elias came over. “Mr. Aniston.”

“Check the surveillance footage of the Galaxy Holdings Group to figure out if anyone has played the cello in there,” Dalton ordered.

Elias asked, “What period is it?”

Dalton said, “About a month ago. Meryl just entered the Galaxy Holdings Group.”

Elias frowned. “Have you forgotten that the Galaxy Holdings Group’s surveillance footage is only kept for a month at most? If it’s from a month ago, it should be unavailable.”

Dalton squinted at Elias, and his face turned cold.

Elias lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eye.

Dalton was in a bad mood. Even though Elias had worked for Dalton for many years, he dared not offend him.

Elias couldn’t understand why Dalton didn’t look happy on his wedding day.

During the ceremony, Dalton was frequently distracted. He kept looking in the direction of the gate as if he was waiting for someone.

He said coldly, “If it’s gone, find a way to restore it. It’s just surveillance footage from a month ago. It shouldn’t be difficult to restore it, huh?”

Billy came over and noticed that the atmosphere between Dalton and Elias was a little strange. He asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong, Dalton?”

Dalton smoked the cigarette without responding to Billy.

Billy noticed something and winked at Elias. Elias immediately left.

At the bachelor party two days ago, after Meryl left, Dalton got drunk.

Billy sent him back.

He heard Dalton murmuring, “Meryl…”