Chapter 364:
Noon had already crested the sky by the tElyse stirred awake. She shuffled out of bed and made her way
downstairs. Driscoll, noticing her descent, was quick to address her. “Are you hungry? Would you like some
lunch?”
Elyse scanned the room, her brow furrowed slightly. “Where's Jayden?” she inquired, not spotting him anywhere.
“He left in the morning and will be back later this afternoon,” Driscoll informed her, his eyes darting around,
wary of her potential reaction.
“That's fine. I'm actually quite hungry,” Elyse replied, dismissing her initial concern with a gentle smile. “Lunch
will be ready soon.”
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As Driscoll moved away, a thought struck him, and he turned back. “By the way, Mrs. Owen, your parents’ urns
are staying in a room on the third floor. It has a wonderful view. Feel free to visit them whenever you like.”
“Thank you, Driscoll,” Elyse acknowledged with a nod and a smile. With lunch still in the works, she grabbed her
phone and dialed Cody’s number.
Despite being let go from the Celestial Sounds Symphony, Elyse wasn’t ready to abandon her dreams. She was
uncertain if Cody would take her on as his apprentice, but she was determined to explore every option.
The call connected, and Cody's voice cthrough. “What can | do for you?”
Elyse clutched her shirt, her voice tinged with nervous hope. “Mr. Tucker, could we meet this afternoon? | need to
speak with you.”
“Sure. I'll text you the address. See you then,” Cody replied, not turning her down.
After the call, Elyse exhaled a deep breath of relief. Amidst the recent slew of challenges, this felt like a beacon
of hope. She shared her plans with Driscoll over lunch, her spirits visibly lifted.
Driscoll’s eyes misted when he learned Elyse planned to visit Cody. He'd always felt partly responsible for her
dismissal from the Celestial Sounds Symphony, even though the truth was that a higher-up had been eager to let
her go. Driscoll still couldn't shake the guilt, believing he had given them the excuse they needed.
With Elyse heading to see Cody, Driscoll felt srelief. “Would you mind if | tagged along this afternoon?” he
asked, a bit sheepish.
“Of course,” Elyse replied, her brow creased with curiosity but still agreeing. “My wife's a huge Cody fan. If |
meet him and get an autograph, maybe she’ll complain less when | chome,” he explained.
Elyse chuckled. “Then | definitely have to bring you along.”
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After lunch, they set out together, following the address to an old factory in the industrial zone that had been
converted into a studio. The sign read Blue Sea Music Studio.
Driscoll adjusted his hat and marveled at the place, remarking, “This stuis gorgeous. It really feels like Cody
Tucker.”
“Let's head in. Mr. Tucker is expecting us,” Elyse couldn't hide her excitement as she led Driscoll inside.
Cody soon descended the stairs to welcthem with a smile. “I saw you two from the window. | just made
coffee. Let's have a seat.”
“Thank you, Mr. Tucker,” Elyse said, her voice brimming with enthusiasm.
Cody prepared three cups of coffee and guided them into a lounge. “Try the coffee. | hope it’s to your liking.”