Chapter 22: A Slap in the Face

It meant that the young man was really the world–famous talented pianist Benson Gibbs.

Mr. James also saw Cheyenne standing beside Benson and a warm smile appeared on his face.

“Lo…” When Mr. James breathed the first syllable, Cheyenne immediately interrupted him by reaching out to shake hands with him and saying with a smile, “I’m Benson’s friend. My last name is Lawrence.”

Obviously, this straightforward foreigner didn’t understand why Cheyenne wanted to hide her identity as Lora.

But when in Rome do as the Romans do. He didn’t expose her lin

“Three years ago, thanks to Mr. Gibbs‘ guidance, he helped me revise my piece of music. Otherwise, ‘Don Juan‘ wouldn’t be a hit.”

This traditional classical music was popular in the past but would seem somewhat depressing if played today. Benson simply changed the combination of instruments inside it and broke down its more difficult parts into simpler ones.

The style of this piece remained unchanged but became more fluid which left people intoxicated by it after listening to it.

After becoming famous worldwide, Mr. James had always wanted to thank Benson, so that’s why he chose Benson’s country for the final stop of his global tour.

Benson was the one who wrote “Don Juan“, which excited many opera lovers even more.

The male god stood right in front of them!

In comparison, Danielle’s face was pale and bloodless.

‘It was all Cheyenne’s doing. She intentionally set me up!‘ Danielle thought indignantly.

“Now, do you still think your broken wrist for one million is a loss?” Cheyenne turned around and looked at her, lips curling into a mocking smile.

“Just wait, I won’t let you get away with this!” Danielle said angrily before turning around and leaving in embarrassment.

“Just a friendly reminder, if you don’t get your hand fixed soon, it might be useless in the future. Hahaha.” Cheyenne laughed loudly like a fox who had stolen grapes.

cool. Especially after finding out that Benson was the one injured by

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Mansion sat amidst lush greenery with houses scattered about. The European–style

decor. Sitting on

clear,

was a hint of anger on his face as he looked

an instasɛ, two figures

man wore a black three–piece suit with the suit jacket draped over his arm, revealing the vest

a towering mountain peak

with long chestnut hair.

Kelvin called out as he

This is the Foley family’s old mansion. What is an outsider

for ten years now,

handsome face darkened for a moment

at the door, holding her gift bag tightly and not knowing what to do

heart towards that stubborn old man… If it weren’t for him meddling all these years, she would have

hers is Berry. How can she be your sister? Could it be that your father has an illegitimate daughter outside?” The old man stomped his cane on the ground, creating a dull thud

was left speechless, her face turning

accusations, he paused in his tracks and quickly explained, “Dad, please don’t accuse me wrongly. I…I’ve only ever had one wife in my life –

called out to him in a sweet voice,

girl before sighing quietly and nodding nonchalantly

car accident ten years ago. They moved to a small island abroad where they rarely returned home. Kelvin

“Dad,” Kelvin called out.

something. I’ll catch up with you later.” Corey smiled

gave him a fierce glare. “Your son and daughter–in–law got divorced, and you didn’t even ask

Divorced?

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already settled. There’s no point in talking about it now. For the sake of family harmony,

that scold some sense

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