Chapter 791

Harry knew that as long as Shayla was alive, her place in the world would always stand above his.

In this lifetime, he would never measure up to her. Her brilliance would eclipse him entirely.

Fortunately for him, Shayla had died young.

The day he learned of her death, Harry threw back his head and laughed. He felt as if the heavens themselves had chosen to side with him. Never again would anyone overshadow him. 1

After Shayla’s passing, his career soared. Apart from Maestro Warner, Harry reigned unchallenged in the violin world—no rival could surpass him.

He relished the freedom, the exhilaration. Sometimes, he even wished Shayla could see how high he had climbed, to a height she could never hope to reach.

For years, Harry had looked down on everyone, untouched by failure. He had almost forgotten what defeat felt like.

But now, as his gaze fell upon that violin, an old, suffocating pressure stirred within him.

Watching Sharon’s retreating figure, a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Perhaps it was only an illusion.

Sharon was younger than Shayla had been back then. How could she possibly stand against him? Yet her talent was greater even than John’s. That made her dangerous. He could not

afford to give her the slightest chance.

he lived, neither Shayla nor her daughter


stage lights flared. Sharon stepped into the glow,

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shadows.

across her shoulders, illuminating the violin in her hands-its

instantly recognized it. They

“Heavens! That’s Shaluna!”

Madam Shayla’s violin, the one

What

online… claiming Sharon is Shayla’s

she’s this talented! She

it, Shayla had defeated

time.

it, yet no one succeeded. Eventually,


whisper or rumor.

ago, even those

as Shaluna gleamed once more beneath the

excitement.

enjoy Harry’s

Shaluna!”

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competition. It’s

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