Chapter 735:
“But neither the Violin Association nor the competition organizers have identified the culprit,” she replied, her
voice tinged with worry. “It’s possible the person could be hiding among the contestants, which is unsettling.”
“We will deal with that worry later. You need to focus on calming your nerves and finding inspiration.” Irving
gently took Elyse’s wrist and guided her out of the hotel. She followed, her violin case gripped tightly in her other
hand.
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Irving guided Elyse into a small bar, where the atmosphere was alive.
Elyse chose a quiet corner booth, sitting down comfortably as Irving brought over a menu. “What would you like
to eat?” he asked, his tone relaxed and easy.
After placing her order, Elyse rested her face in her hands and stared listlessly around the room.
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Noticing Elyse’s downcast demeanor, Irving assumed she was worrying about the competition. “Don’t stress too
much,” he said gently. “Even if you don’t win, | won't think any less of you.”
Elyse glanced at him, a hint of annoyance in her eyes. “Your attempts at comfort are pretty awful. Consider
yourself banned from consolingever again.”
Irving couldn’t help but laugh. “Did | suddenly beca nuisance?”
Elyse returned his smile and settled back into her chair, waiting for their food to arrive.
The small bar buzzed with a lively, friendly atmosphere, with patrons enjoying their meals and drinks. Laughter
and chatter filled the air, but Elyse felt an unsettling sense of detachment. Was it because her thoughts kept
drifting to Jayden or because she was unable to enjoy the pleasure alcohol brought?
Her mind swirled with unease.
After a brief wait, the waiter returned with their food and drinks. Irving had gone all out, ordering a big glass of
beer, which he now sipped while chatting animatedly with the patrons at the next table.
Meanwhile, Elyse took her tsavoring her meal, but her eyes constantly scanned the room in search of
inspiration. However, after a while, she gave up. Nothing inspiring had caught her attention. Finishing her food
with a sense of urgency, she quickly sought out a place that might spark her creativity.
With her violin case in hand, Elyse stood up and caught Irving's attention. He asked, “Where are you headed?”
“I'm thinking of heading over to that restaurant with a piano. Maybe I'll find sinspiration there,” Elyse
replied.
Remembering the place, Irving gently cautioned her, “Just don’t wander off too far. I'll swing by later to pick you
up.”
Elyse glanced at the towering glass in front of Irving and quipped, “You might want to rethink who will be picking
up whom.”
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“One glass won't do anything to me,” Irving said with a dismissive wave. “Go find your inspiration.”
With her violin case in hand, Elyse ventured into the snowy streets. A few minutes later, she arrived at the
entrance of a restaurant.
As she stepped inside, her eyes were immediately drawn to the grand piano in the corner. She approached it,
running her fingers gently over its polished surface. Her gaze then swept across the room, searching for the
acquaintance she had met the previous evening.
David was nowhere in sight, but Elyse felt no disappointment. Instead, she ordered a steaming cup of cocoa and
chose a cozy window seat, where she allowed her eyes to wander over the peaceful winter scene outside.
Immersed in her thoughts, Elyse was unaware of Aarya making her way through the restaurant and heading
straight for her table.
Aarya’s fingers rhythmically drummed on the tabletop, each sound breaking Elyse’s reverie.
When Elyse turned around, she saw Aarya, who was strikingly dressed. The faint red marks on Aarya’s neck
caught her attention.