The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 511

Stella was playing her signature piece, an original composition called Moonlight.

The music floated through the hall, graceful and ethereal, like a sky shimmering with scattered starlight beneath the cover of night.

A luminous full moon seemed to rise slowly over the rippling surface of a lake, casting a silvery veil across the water.

Gradually, the room settled into a hush.

This violin solo was tranquil and soothing, tinged with a faint melancholy, but never descending into sorrow or despair.

It didn't weigh heavy on the heart; instead, it gently pulled the listener into a tide of memories, awakening echoes of the past.

There was something in the melody that resonated inexplicably.

Skyler sat in the audience, eyes fixed on Stella as she played, his thoughts drifting far away.

In that moment, Stella's figure overlapped with a shadow from his memories-her mother's.

He remembered vividly the first time he'd fallen for Stella's mother; it was when he saw her on stage, playing the violin just like this.

So earnest, so focused, so dazzling.

Even the darkness of night couldn't dim her brilliance.

He had never told the Williams brothers or Stella herself, but their mother was truly remarkable.

She was gifted, her talent for music nearly unmatched. She had achieved extraordinary things at an age when most people hadn't even begun to dream.

During the years when he'd lost his memory, she gave up her own career to take over the Williams Group.

had steered the company

the wolves that circled the Williams Group-it

him, and cared for their three children all

he finally returned, she handed the reins back to him-without hesitation, even though his memory hadn't

when he regained his memory, he became ensnared in a complicated relationship with Aurora's

died for her, after they'd had three children together, after she'd secured a twenty percent share in the

she did. She left without looking back, taking nothing with

years since she walked away, resentment

resented her coldness, her willingness to abandon her husband

he had

she would truly leave behind

grant him a final farewell, not even a single

else he held

face he saw in his mind was Nora's- Stella's

looked so much

he had never

always seemed gentle

bet

nothing like Nora's fierce

detention, her unwaveringe`

ability

and to

MS

meant anything; she could

without a second thought.

she decided to leave, nothing could ever