Chapter 1140:

George’s voice was laced with emotion as he asked, “How did you know about the ‘Violin Concerto in E Minor’? Did your dad tell you?”

Elyse’s expression shifted, becoming more solemn. “I found his diary,” she said softly. “He wrote about you, Mr. Hill. He mentioned that the next time he saw you, he’d play that piece. It was a promise you two shared.”

A deep sadness settled over George’s features. “He really held onto that promise.”

In the midst of this, Anthony, oblivious to the gravity of the moment, took a big bite of his sandwich and blurted out, “Why didn’t he keep that promise himself? Why pass the baton to you? What’s he up to these days?”

Elyse fell silent, her gaze distant and clouded. It was the question she feared most.

George’s heart sank, the truth he had been avoiding finally coming into focus. Even Anthony, normally slow on the uptake, sensed the shift as both

pause, Anthony, hesitant but trying, asked, “Does… does

bittersweet smile playing on her

optimist, Anthony replied brightly, “Then tell him! My dad’s been waiting for him to come around. He was like a brother to

sorrow, cut through

his voice gentle and heavy

his chair, his eyes drifting upward toward the sky. Silent tears began to roll down his weathered cheeks, each drop a quiet acknowledgment of the loss that had been

managed to speak, his voice barely audible.

fully understanding the gravity of the conversation, echoed quietly,

has the

steady but laced with pain. “He got into a

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