As a young girl, Lindsey had shown promise with the violin, prompting her mother to hire a celebrated violinist for lessons, an expensive tutor who charged by the minute.


    The annual cost of these lessons was close to a million.


    Once her parents got divorced, her father, struggling with the expenses, put an end to her violin lessons.


    Being understanding, young Lindsey silently set aside her beloved instrument, continuing to practice only in secret.


    She often thought that had she left with her mother, she might have be a skilled violinist.


    Lindsey let out a bitter chuckle.


    Life was likeing to a crossroads.


    One wrong turn could lead you down an entirely different path.


    But the choices were hers, and regardless of the challenges, she was determined to keep moving forward without any regrets.


    Kendra had always known how much Lindsey cherished ying the violin since her childhood.


    Once Kendra started working for the Stewart family, she noticed the sweet strains of violin music often filled Lindsey’s room.


    “Linds, the Perry family invited the most famous ensemble in Morcastle for a performance today.


    Guess who’s ying? Monica Hughes, the renowned violinist.


    You’re really expanding your horizons by spending the day with Shelia.


    ”


    Monica Hughes…


    Lindsey’s eyes flickered.


    Her old violin teacher had thest name Hughes.


    Could it be the same person?


    Overhearing their talk, Shelia lifted her head with a smug smile.


    “That’s right.


    Without me, you’d never get the chance to experience such skillful music, much less meet Ms.


    Hughes.


    ”


    They were clearly unting this fact in front of her.


    Peering out the window, Lindsey noticed an ensemble performing by the pool.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Driven by curiosity about whether this Monica Hughes was her childhood mentor, she found herself walking towards them, almost as if pulled by a maic force.


    Kendra let out a softugh and trailed after Lindsey, aware of her budding interest.


    Lindsey’s gaze was drawn to the woman at the heart of the ensemble, ying the violin with effortless grace.


    She stood there, watching her, speechless.


    Even though Lindsey couldn’t recall Ms.


    Hughes’s face, the splendor of her violin performance had long been imprinted in her memory.


    Suddenly, Monica nced over at Lindsey.


    Catching her gaze, Lindsey quickly looked away, unable to meet Monica’s eyes.


    Monica had once been full of hope for her, even offering to cut her lesson fees in half.


    But she, eager to save her father some money, had falsely imed she lost interest in the violin and no longer wished to continue her Lessons.


    This lie angered her mentor, and she walked out on Lindsey.


    Now, as they faced each other again, Lindsey was overwhelmed with regret, feeling she had let her mentor down.


    After a recent performance, Monica suggested everyone take a break.


    She set her violin aside and approached Lindsey.


    “You’ve been watching me closely, youngdy,” Monica said softly.


    “Do you have a fondness for the violin?”


    Lindsey bowed her head, nodding slightly without a word.