Always Been Yours (Tessa and Nicholas)

Chapter 540

Louis introduced Angus to Tessa. "Previously, I told you that your violin was made of special materials that were seldom available in the market. I wouldn't have been able to maintain the original sound of this violin if Angus hadn't found the materials for me."

Only then did Tessa learn that the pretty-looking boy was actually Louis’s nephew. She thanked the boy sincerely after hearing what Louis said. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Angus."

"It's no problem at all." A smooth, attractive voice came from the side of the room where Angus was standing.

Tessa froze for a moment—she hadn't expected him to sound so pleasant. "Are you a luthier as well, Angus?" she asked.

shook his head. Tessa was somewhat puzzled by his response, so he further explained himself. "1 only do this as a hobby, and my uncle often asks me for help since he's a luthier. I have an actual job as a doctor,

she understood. After they were done talking, Louis spoke up once more. "Miss Reinhart, your violin is an extremely rare and high- performing violin, so you really

won't break it again." She nodded firmly as she held onto the violin with both hands. She wouldn't allow the

serious expression, he let out a

it. Thank you, Mr. Louis." She thanked him once more. Louis finally waved his hand and chuckled at her. "Stop thanking me. If you insist on showing your appreciation, why don't you play a song for us?" Tessa had no reason to reject his request, and Louis was a violin fanatic who would love to watch a good performance, especially when the violin was one as unique as Tessa's. "It'd be my honor," Tessa

melodious tune involved a lot of siring crossing on the violin. The overall theme gave off a grand and powerful feeling, although the introduction came with a hint of sorrow in it. The starting tune felt like autumn leaves floating in the sky, while the middle part

they couldn't help but shut their eyes and move their heads along with the melody. Once the song was over, Tessa let out a long exhale before lowering her violin. She curled her lips into a smile when she saw the two men, who looked like they were still caught up in the music. She was glad—every musician wanted their audience to be able to fall deep into the music