No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Betty added.

“No need.”

Maureen refused outright. She wasn’t short on money right now.

“Alright then, I’ll talk to the client. Boss, have you run into some trouble lately? Why haven’t you released anything new?”

Betty asked curiously.

Her boss Maureen was a real workhorse, famously creating three hit pieces overnight that earned industry–wide acclaim.

Even the music icons who performed those pieces asked to meet her privately, but she turned them all down.

She’d say, “As long as people enjoy the music, there’s no need to hunt down the creator behind it.”

Trouble…

Maureen pondered her assistant’s words, her gaze shifting to Geoffrey emerging from the kitchen, covered in dust.

The man stood tall with a reserved aura, yet he’d lost his memory overnight, gone blind, and completely changed personalities.

He was trouble indeed.

Maureen came back to Small Town this time mainly to accompany Zoe in her hometown during her final days.

She didn’t want Zoe to have regrets before passing, but never expected Geoffrey and the Sutton Family to latch onto her like this.

Maureen pulled her thoughts together and told her assistant Betty: “Release the next song at Christmas.”

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She’d finished composing it, but a few imperfect spots had stumped her on revisions.

“Got it.”

Betty tapped her keyboard: “Posting it across all platforms now.”

“Mm, okay.”

Since gaining fame, whenever Maureen released new work–unless for old friends–she’d preview it online first. Companies and singers would then bid for it later.

handled pricing, and

when Maureen needed cash to

again, she reinstated

pick buyers based on money, but on whether the singer fit the

even deep pockets couldn’t guarantee

Christmas release hit the top ten

and so did everyone

had her assistant negotiate immediately upon discovering

new composition could revive her

coveted it more fiercely,

Moscow, a woman descended from the ballet stage like a haughty swan after her performance, approaching a

you

want Maestro Shi’s new

features bore a faint resemblance to

his favorite daughter, readily agreeing: “Of course. My

curved upward. “Thank

Dad.”

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We should head home, or your mother will

“Alright.”

linked arms with Raymond as an attendant

it’s time to find you a boyfriend once

want any boyfriend. I’ll stay with you and

forever.”

murmured, eyes brimming with

Karaville as she settled into the

find a boyfriend, he should be the

Karaville.

by her assistant Betty,

“One of them is Mr. Dylan Thomas. He wants to purchase it for his daughter, Dorothy Thomas–a renowned

your pieces as accompaniment. I’ve watched her performances; they’re truly exceptional. Mr. Raymond Thompson is also quite wealthy. I’m certain entrusting the

sent Elizabeth’s dance

the video. See

“Alright.”

receiving it, Maureen clicked play. On the ballet