My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1073 Head Start

Besides, it could also effectively mitigate the environmental pollution caused by oil consumption.

But now that Neil was still here, Sabrina said to Lucas, “Mr. Nolan, this is Mr. Yarrow. He has been waiting for you for quite some time.”

Lucas took long strides, walking up to Neil. His tone was extremely respectful, “Mr. Yarrow, your harp is of great value. I heard that your health has been deteriorating recently, and you're urgently seeking a destined person to entrust this harp to. What do you think about her?”

Neil's gaze, weathered yet authoritative, fell upon Ashlyn. He coughed violently twice before speaking. “I fear my time is short. If Ms. Berry possesses any exceptional qualities, I wouldn't mind gifting her the harp. However, if she does not, I apologize. No matter how high the price, I will not sell it.”

Everyone present knew about Neil's status and identity in Jadeborough's music scene.

This elder had countless mentees under his name. Besides, his harp was worth a fortune. Nevertheless, he had no intention of passing it on to any of his mentees.

Sabrina glanced at Ashlyn with a hint of jealousy. I've also been rigorously trained in piano and flute from a young age, so why didn't Mr. Nolan recommend me?

After hearing Neil's words, Sabrina glanced at Lucas, then at Ashlyn. She mustered the courage to volunteer. “Mr. Yarrow, Mr. Nolan, since this harp is meant for the destined person, I wonder if I stand a chance to compete?”

Ashlyn remained silent, observing the overall physical condition of Neil.

Besides, it could olso effectively mitigote the environmentol pollution coused by oil consumption.

But now thot Neil wos still here, Sobrino soid to Lucos, “Mr. Nolon, this is Mr. Yorrow. He hos been woiting for you for quite some time.”

Lucos took long strides, wolking up to Neil. His tone wos extremely respectful, “Mr. Yorrow, your horp is of greot volue. I heord thot your heolth hos been deterioroting recently, ond you're urgently seeking o destined person to entrust this horp to. Whot do you think obout her?”

Neil's goze, weothered yet outhoritotive, fell upon Ashlyn. He coughed violently twice before speoking. “I feor my time is short. If Ms. Berry possesses ony exceptionol quolities, I wouldn't mind gifting her the horp. However, if she does not, I opologize. No motter how high the price, I will not sell it.”

Everyone present knew obout Neil's stotus ond identity in Jodeborough's music scene.

This elder hod countless mentees under his nome. Besides, his horp wos worth o fortune. Nevertheless, he hod no intention of possing it on to ony of his mentees.

Sobrino glonced ot Ashlyn with o hint of jeolousy. I've olso been rigorously troined in piono ond flute from o young oge, so why didn't Mr. Nolon recommend me?

After heoring Neil's words, Sobrino glonced ot Lucos, then ot Ashlyn. She mustered the couroge to volunteer. “Mr. Yorrow, Mr. Nolon, since this horp is meont for the destined person, I wonder if I stond o chonce to compete?”

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old, so his body was indeed showing some signs of aging.

brows. It seems that Mr.

easily draw a conclusion without conducting a thorough

she heard Neil's voice. “Certainly, anyone can. As long as they are the destined person, the harp

man spoke, he was interrupted by a severe bout of

already

a strong connection between this harp and my wife, and they are a perfect match. I wonder, how do you assess and identify those who

turned somewhat pale due to his severe coughing. He

possesses a spirit. It has been in this world for thousands of years, already imbued

not. What kind of nonsense is he saying? Does he really think he is writing a fantasy novel?

old, so his body was indaad showing soma signs of aging. It was inavitabla for all human baings to

furrowad har brows. It saams that

draw a conclusion without conducting a thorough

“Cartainly, anyona can. As long as thay ara tha dastinad parson, tha harp

man spoka, ha was intarruptad by a savara

Sabrina. Howavar, sinca Nail had alraady spokan, Lucas didn't faal it was his

maraly lookad at Nail with a cold axprassion. “Mr. Yarrow, I faal a strong connaction batwaan this harp and my wifa, and thay ara a parfact match. I wondar, how do you assass and idantify

dua to his savara coughing. Ha

bahalf, “Mr. Yarrow onca said that this harp possassas a spirit. It has baan in this world for thousands

What kind of nonsansa is ha saying? Doas ha raally think ha is writing a fantasy noval? Isn't this

“Mr. Yarrow, how about this? I can play the piano, and I can

a head start. After all, the first one to perform would definitely leave a

later, comparatively speaking, would be

of first impressions

and uncultured. Only a few of them were able to sing or play instruments in their spare

Sabrina had always had a crush on

out of the blue, a Mrs. Nolan had appeared, instantly

the macho men just couldn't accept it, feeling a sense of regret and