Julio was a dignified man in his early sixties, his white hair neatly styled and a pair of fine-rimmed glasses resting on his nose.

Although years of composing at a desk had given him a slightly stooped posture, his aura was one of warmth and friendliness.

An authority in both classical and pop music, Julio was a towering figure in Melcorn’s pop music industry. Over the years, he had garnered numerous international awards and even had the honor of composing for the royal family on several occasions. Referring to him as the “royal composer” was no overstatement.

Despite his storied career, Julio had scaled back his professional engagements in recent times, making his presence a coveted rarity at major international music events.

Ariana had not expected to find Julio in Eleymond. It was a serendipitous social media post, geotagged in the city, that hinted at his presence.

After verifying his location with a quick phone call, Ariana learned he was vacationing in the city and saw an opportunity.

care. After numerous unsuccessful treatments elsewhere, it was at Jessie’s children’s psychological charity organization where the boy, as Ariana’s patient, began to show marked improvement. Under her dedicated attention, he gradually returned to typical communication

appreciative of Ariana’s relentless efforts and the transformative impact on his grandson,

her current musical challenge, he was quick to extend his expertise. Considering he was vacationing with his grandson in Eleymond, he eagerly

six members, their dismay replaced

in awe, wondering how Ariana had orchestrated the involvement of such an

his eyes fixed on Julio. He appeared lost, his hands awkwardly hovering at

quipped with a hint of sarcasm, “Weren’t you on your

off guard by the remark, Tom turned, his voice hushed, and snapped back, “Keep your nose out of it. This isn’t your

are you two discussing?” Ariana’s voice chimed in from

missing a beat, Jim

was just expressing to

some inspiration. In fact, I’m thinking of penning a special rap dedicated to you,” Tom interjected swiftly, blocking

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