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.

numerous unsuccessful treatments elsewhere, it was at Jessie’s children’s psychological charity organization where the boy, as Ariana’s patient, began

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

Ariana reached out about her current musical challenge, he was quick to extend his expertise. Considering he

appearance silenced any previous grievances from the six members, their dismay replaced by a mix of

awe, wondering how Ariana

frozen, his eyes fixed on Julio. He appeared lost, his hands

Tom’s sudden shift in attitude, quipped with a hint of sarcasm, “Weren’t you on your

hushed, and snapped

voice chimed in from behind them,

a beat, Jim began, “He was

was just expressing to

me some inspiration. In fact, I’m thinking of penning a special rap dedicated to you,” Tom interjected swiftly, blocking Jim’s path and offering Ariana a

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