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Loving Mom 259

Chapter 259

In the quiet of the private dining room, Warner narrowed his eyes at the young man and woman seated across from him.

“This young lady,” he said flatly, “doesn’t appear to be the person I’m looking for.”

Warner Ringo was nearly sixty-five-silver-haired, blue-eyed, leaning on a cane. His gaze was piercing, with a kind of quiet aloofness, as if nothing escaped him and few things interested him.

Kelly sat beside Carter, unable to hide the trembling excitement in her body.

If Shayla was the idol she longed to surpass, then Warner was the figure she had spent her whole life revering from afar.

Never had she imagined she’d find herself in the same room with someone like him.

What musician wouldn’t dream of meeting such a legendary figure?

Carter’s expression was calm, almost moonlit. “Warner, the young woman beside me may not be the one you were looking for. But she is no less qualified.”

Warner turned his gaze on Carter. His eyes were sharp, cold-like knives honed in ice.

I ask,” he said, “what your relationship is to the woman I’m

hesitate. “She’s

his attention to Kelly. “And this young lady-what

friend,” Carter replied. “She graduated from the Bell University

a sharp laugh, as if he’d just heard something

the impression that graduating from the Bell University Conservatory of Music means

raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t

true that Bell University Conservatory of Music ranks in the top five globally. But you seem to have forgotten-your own country, Zachemaine, is home to the second-ranked conservatory in the world: Grandis

Music.

Zachemaine instruments. Bell, on the

with genuine appreciation. “I’ve studied your Zachemaine instruments. The sound

locked back onto

I come from? A Bell grad might not even make it

clear now-he had little

“Mr. Biggs, the one

formed between Carter’s brows, but he