The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 515

Her natural talent was every bit as remarkable as her mother Nora's—perhaps even more so.

The piece she played, *Moonlight*, was notoriously difficult. It was a staple in competitions-many could perform it, but few could truly move their audience with

it.

Over the years, no matter who tried their hand at *Moonlight*, there always seemed to be something missing, a certain subtlety that set the original apart. Yet Stella's performance was astonishingly close to capturing that very essence.

Mr. Walden found himself genuinely surprised.

Oblivious to Mr. Walden's reaction, Mr. Burton chuckled and asked, "Walden, you know I'm no expert when it comes to music. Tell me, what do you think of this girl's violin playing?"

Mr. Walden snapped out of his thoughts. "She's impressive-undeniably talented, and skilled too."

Mr. Burton pressed further. "And how does she compare to your star pupil, Rachel?"

He'd known the man long enough

this the musical prodigy you

the violin, and the younger child on violin as well. All three have talent. Why are you so sure I

Walden gave a resigned smile. "Is this about taking on a new student? Did

knowing glint in his eyes. "Complaining? Walden, you've always been fair and impartial. Why make a snap judgment about someone you hardly know? That's never been your way. Unless someone's

somehow crossed paths with Mr. Burton and asked him to intervene on her behalf. His expression

choosing students. But he'd also learned that character mattered just as much. He'd met plenty of ambitious young people desperate for an opportunity, and even if he didn't accept them as students, he'd usually offer them guidance or

grace, leaving him with a rather good impression. But now, seeing

a modest background. Was she trying to use him to elevate her status, polish her reputation, and land

taking on any more students. If I

he could finish, Mr. Burton interrupted him with a hearty laugh. "Walden, this girl's my apprentice now, so don't

Walden stared at him, stunned.

Burton stroked his snowy beard and continued, "She's my student now. I invited you

could hardly believe it. "You took her on? But isn't she