?<strong>Chapter 1267:</strong>


    “Company and solitude are both parts of life,” Darren remarked softly.


    Elyse nodded again, and they continued walking. They had nned to visit the mall for souvenirs.


    On their way, they saw someone ying the piano on the street. The pianist looked familiar, prompting Elyse to tug on Darren’s arm to move closer.


    As it turned out, the pianist was David.


    “What’s the matter? Do you know him?” Darren whispered, noticing Elyse’s surprised expression.


    “Yes, he’s an acquaintance.” Elyse nodded. “Would you mind if I borrowed your violin?” she asked.


    Darren understood her intent and handed her the violin without hesitation.


    With the violin in hand, Elyse approached David. She patiently counted the beats before seamlessly merging her violin’s melody with his piano notes.


    David, initially startled by the sudden apaniment, looked up in surprise. His gazended on Elyse’s smiling face, and a flicker of recognition passed through his eyes. He smiled and continued ying.


    Together, they crafted a harmony that soared beautifully, captivating the gathering crowd with their rich, enchanting music.


    As the music filled the air, Darren felt an irresistible urge to join in. He took out his newly purchased violin and began to y. A bystander recognized Elyse and Darren and requested a few more pieces. They turned to David.


    “An intriguing chorus indeed,” David remarked.


    “I would be honored to perform a few more numbers. Perhaps a Gavotte?”


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    “With pleasure!” Darren and Elyse responded eagerly.


    The music swelled with renewed vigor.


    As the trio reveled in their performance, they didn’t notice an imposing figure making her way through the crowd toward them. It was Reba, dressed in a gauzy beret, an emerald dress, and heels. Her eyes remained fixed on Elyse and herpanions as she glided through the crowd.


    Just then, the group concluded their set.


    The crowd erupted in thunderous apuse, with Reba joining enthusiastically.


    As thest notes faded and the trio began to pack their instruments, the crowd thinned out, but Reba remained.


    “A truly magnificent performance!” she eximed with a bright smile.


    Elyse looked up sharply, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of Reba. A cold sweat broke out as she hurriedly grasped Darren’s wrist and pulled him forward.


    “What are you doing here?” she asked, her eyes widening.


    “I’m just picking up a few souvenirs as I’m leaving the country soon,” Reba responded casually. She noticed Elyse’s and Darren’s tense expressions andughed softly.


    “You both look terrified. Am I that intimidating?”


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