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Chapter 158

The title read, "Elegy for a Lost Love", a piece composed by a well-known artist, written in memory of his late wife.

The music had an ethereal, melancholic tone, haunting in its simplicity.

"I'm familiar with this piece," I said, lifting my gaze from the sheet.

Holt seemed pleased. "I've had many pianists play it for me, but none have managed to capture the feeling I'm looking for. Would you be willing to try? If you can evoke the emotions I seek, I'd like to hire you for the performance." The room seemed to still as his words hung in the air.

Before I could respond, Holt added, "I'd be willing to pay 10 million for it if you succeed."

The amount was staggering, to say the least.

It wasn't just a generous offer-it was an immense sum for playing a single piece.

"I'll do my best," I responded, though I couldn't shake the sense that his request would be no easy task.

"But I'll need to know more about the feeling you want conveyed."

Holt leaned back in his chair, his face thoughtful.

"The feeling," he mused, "it's not something I can put into words. That's what makes it difficult."

His vague answer only added to my unease.

This would be more than just a musical performance-it would be an attempt to capture an emotion that even he couldn't describe.

been silent up until now, seized the opportunity to speak, his

you don't think you can handle it, Elizabeth, you might want to step down

him a cold glance, refusing

do it, Mr. Holt," I said firmly,

I would

satisfied with my

his jacket and pulled out a chequebook, writing out a sum. He

half a million as a deposit. If I'm not pleased with the performance, consider it payment for your

trying not to let the weight of the moment show on my

the cheque, then

softened, pride and admiration evident

filled with warmth. "I've secured a business deal with a simple phone

Luna wasn't too arrogant to boast about taking the

she fails, she'll bring shame to the

took

with

clear that Mr. Holt's focus was now on our side

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once been his staunch ally, seemed

to maintain his composure, offered a tight-lipped

say, though the tension in his

was a formal affair, filled with pleasantries

beneath the surface, the battle lines

as though

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