?<strong>Chapter 959:</strong>


    Elyse nodded and apanied Edward toward the back exit of the music hall.


    Meanwhile, Quinn had finished packing his things and went to find Fiona, but she was nowhere to be seen. After searching around the music hall, he eventually located her in the restroom.


    Standing outside the women’s restroom, Quinn eyed the sign with concern. He asked anxiously, “Are you alright? Why are you crying? What happened? Tell me.”


    Fiona continued to cry without responding.


    Quinn hesitated, torn about whether to enter. Ultimately, with few people around, he decided to go in, thinking he wouldn’t be noticed.


    Inside, he found Fiona by the sink, dabbing at her tears. Scratching his head nervously, he inquired, “Why are you crying? Did I upset you?”


    Fiona shook her head, looking miserable. “It’s not you. It’s something else.”


    Quinn appeared confused. “Don’t say that. What’s the matter? Tell me, and I’ll help you.”


    Fiona lifted her gaze, her eyes red and puffy, and wept. “It’s Elyse. She said something hurtful about me.”


    Quinn’s brow furrowed as he urged, “What did she say?”


    Fiona cried a bit more, then continued woefully, “She said I’m a failure, that I shouldn’t even be ying the violin. She told me to leave the music hall and stop being a pain in the ass.”


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    “Just because she ranked first, does she think she can scorn everyone?” Quinn felt a surge of anger in his chest. He struggled to believe that Elyse could be so cruel.


    Meanwhile, Elyse entered Edward’s car and immediately sensed something was off. This strange feeling lingered until they disembarked. Standing in front of the imposing building in the town center, her difort intensified. She gazed at the structure. Each time she returned to her hotel, she could see this edifice. Gavin had once told her it was the governor’s residence and also served as an office building—a central hub for the city’s activities known as the Moon Pce.


    After exiting the car, Edward straightened his clothes and said, “We’ll switch to another car to proceed.”


    Elyse turned back slowly and asked, “Why do we need to change cars?”


    “The seats in this one are ufortable. The next one will be more luxurious.”


    Edward neglected to mention that this carcked whiskey, but the next one would be stocked.


    Pointing at the Moon Pce, Elyse voiced her concern, “Are you taking me inside there?”


    “Yes, but the garden is somewhat small. If it’s not to your liking, I can take you to the suburbs where the garden isrger,” Edward replied with a grin.


    Elyse’s expression grewplex as she questioned, “The Moon Pce isn’t a ce just anyone can ess, is it?”


    “I understand, but considering our rtionship, we’re almost like friends, right?” Edward answered, his expression brightening with happiness.


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