The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 97

Stella felt a renewed sense of determination. As long as Mr. Burton was willing to speak, everything was negotiable. Mr. Burton might have had a sharp tongue, but he was genuinely kind-hearted. Back when he learned that Keen had been born prematurely and was in poor health, he'd shared plenty of advice on how to nurture him back to strength.

"Mr. Burton, please go ahead," Stella said, ready for anything.

Mr. Burton glanced at her, his expression as inscrutable as ever. "You mentioned you play the violin, right? I have a number of elderly patients who are quite lonely. So, I'm thinking of organizing a little event for them. If you perform a concert for these seniors, I'll provide you with the medicine you need. How does that sound?"

Stella agreed without hesitation. "Of course, no problem at all." She added, "Would it be alright if I invited my friend to join me for the performance?"

Mr. Burton squinted slightly, as if weighing the sincerity of her words. "You're really willing to perform for us old folks?"

Stella chuckled. "Before my mother passed, my friend and I often did volunteer performances at orphanages and retirement homes. We're no strangers to this kind of thing."

Mr. Burton gave a thoughtful nod. "Alright, settled. Just don't chicken out when things get rough."

my promises." Stella inquired, "When and where do you plan

a moment. "Let's set it for the end of the month. As for the location... I haven't decided yet, but

picky about the venue,

there's no backing out. Even if it rains cats and dogs,

Burton, you have my word. I'll be

that, Mr. Burton waved her off. "Alright, if there's nothing else, off you go. Don't interfere with

bade him farewell and

picked up his phone and

clinic. A

finally coming

was not amused by the spectacle. "What were you thinking, showing up like this? Get those cars out

the vehicles, while another approached Mr. Burton. "Dad, we've already prepared a welcome dinner. Let's go

a withering glare. "Did I