In the VIP restaurant.
A long dining table has a candlestick on each side, and the swaying dim candlelight reflects an ambiguous warmth, and the soothing and melodious music played by the chamber band has an indescribable romance.
"If it weren't for Graniuff, a rude and uneducated ugly man in front of me, then everything would be perfect." Grace elegantly scooped up the red caviar and put it in her mouth, then looked up at Granioff opposite, her puffy face, sparse hair, and ugly and hideous appearance immediately made her sick, even if she changed to an ordinary fat man, she was better than this one.
Granioff pinched the thin cup and smiled at what he thought was extraordinary: "Grace, your temperament is more amazing than your appearance, especially when you play the piano quietly. Is every girl with good musical talent so charming?"
Although Graneuf is in his forties, he is the richest man in Sturk City who can be ranked in the top twenty, and he has a deep friendship with Viscount Wright and other nobles, and he is a powerful and wealthy man. Being chased by such a man, even if she is not excited, is something to show off and be proud of.
"Since I had the name of Mr. Evans' student and the status of a 'musician,' all the men who used to look down on me began to surround me...... Likes to conquer is indeed a common problem for every man." Grace smiled reserved as she thought, "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Granneuf."
Then she wiped the corner of her mouth with a white napkin: "I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."
Just as she stood up, the Graneuf guard guard guarding the door took a step forward: "Miss Grace, the waiter informed us that something suddenly went wrong in the bathroom of the small restaurant, and you can only go downstairs."
Graneuve said with a slight anger: "How could there be a problem? What are the people in the restaurant doing?" He is actually the de facto owner of this restaurant.
"Mr. Graneuf, it doesn't matter, no one wants an accident, and it's not far downstairs." Grace replied with "the cultivation that a musician should have".
Graneuf nodded appreciatively: "Grace, I think you are more attractive."
Grace closed her mouth tightly, only responding with a smile so that she wouldn't really spit it out, and then led the waiter in the small restaurant to the bathroom on the first floor.
When you open the door, there is a full-length mirror, and in front of the mirror are two sinks. Such an arrangement is convenient for women to touch up makeup.
Grace came out of the ladies' restroom on the left, standing in front of the sink to touch up her makeup. Looking at her radiant self, she couldn't help but gently hum a cheerful melody.
After a long and arduous trip to the Aalto Music Festival, her life became like a dream, and money, honor, praise and pursuit that she had never thought of before were overwhelming.
After touching up her makeup, Grace whispered to her delicate and moving self in the mirror: "At this time last year, you were still an ordinary musician with a haggard appearance and a bleak future, relying on the savings saved by your father, mother and brother to hope to go to Aalto to complete your dream journey. At this time of year, you are already Sturk's tulip, a promising musician who has changed his family to a three-story villa, chased by many nobles and merchants, and lives a luxurious life that was previously unimaginable."
"Grace, you remember, all because you are the best in the band to learn and play piano, so it is you, not Fiora, not Sharon, not Green and Lester who have stepped into this position. You can't be fooled by life and forget about your music and piano."
Then, her mouth moved silently: "All this is also because you met that genius musician, and now life is like a flower on the edge of a cliff, and the more beautiful it blooms, the more dangerous it is." Such worries often arise, but they are soon overshadowed by a dreamy and beautiful life, and she waits paralyzed in joy and joy for judgment to come, just as she does now.
Grace's mood quickly regained her happiness, she packed her makeup and prepared to leave, but when she looked up, she suddenly saw a handsome and calm young man with black hair and black eyes coming into the bathroom in the full-length mirror.
Her whole body immediately became stiff, her expression was indescribably fearful, and the leather bag in her hand fell to the ground, making a soft sound of bottles and cans colliding.
"I, Mr. Evans." Although Grace knew that she should pretend not to see it at this time, covered her face and quickly walked out of the bathroom, and then took her parents and relatives away from Sturk, but the long-feared nightmare finally came, making her feel as if she was in endless fear, losing control of her body and mouth, and her teeth were clenching like a dream.
Lucian walked to another sink, scooped up the water from the reservoir and poured it into it, and said with a slight smile: "Hello Grace, I almost didn't recognize you just now, you have changed a lot. Hehe, dressing up and being in a good mood always makes people look beautiful."
"Mr. Evans, I didn't expect you to come to Sturk, and there was not a single newspaper report!" Grace suppressed her fear slightly, replied with a stiff smile, and shouted frantically in her heart, "He must not know! He must not know now!"
Lucian turned his head to look at her: "Speaking of newspapers, I remembered reading the "Sturk Daily" just now, which had a ...... about you."
"He knows...... He knows......" Grace's eyes only saw Lucian's moving lips, and she couldn't hear what he said next, and then her eyes turned black, and she staggered and was about to fall.
But she felt a strong arm supporting her shoulders and didn't let go until she stood firm.
Raising his head and looking at Lucian in front of him, Gray's face turned pale and his whole body trembled and sobbed and begged: "Mr. Evans, I shouldn't pretend to be your student, I am too greedy, and I can't bear the hardships of life. Please forgive me, I will apologize and clarify in the "Sturk Daily" tomorrow."
If she hadn't supported the sink, she would have fallen to the ground weakly, because once it was published in the newspaper, all her identity and status, all her money and pursuit would disappear, and she would not only become an ordinary musician again, but also be spurned and despised by countless people.
But she also understands that only a sincere and thorough apology can avoid more serious consequences, such as being thrown into a city prison for fraud.
Lucian smiled gently: "Grace, you can pretend to be my piano student for so long without being discovered, which is enough to prove that you have good piano talent, so I'm curious, why don't you rely on yourself, but take the risk of taking this path that is destined to be exposed?"
Hearing Lucian not only not curse angrily, but gently asked why, Grace's tears flowed out, and she also vaguely felt that she seemed to have a chance, so she replied while sobbing: "I came from an ordinary civilian family, in order to let me study music, in order to let me go to Aalto to chase my music dream, my parents and relatives spent all their savings."
"After returning from Aalto, we were just going to take the first step on our musical path with the opportunity of Mr. Evans, who directed our Fantasia, but our first famous performance with Mr. Evans was an unexpected success, and praise, money, sought after, etc., dazzled our eyes, so we had the idea of pretending to be your student."
"At this time, my parents were sued in city court and about to be thrown into prison because they couldn't make money, and their small business went bankrupt, so I had no other choice but to agree to their proposal that I, who was the best at the piano, pretend to be Mr. Evans' student. After that, I fell into the swamp step by step and could no longer extricate myself."
Grace's reddened eyes stared at Lucian's face and pleaded, "Mr. Evans, I wonder how you can forgive me?"
After a pause, she gritted her teeth and said firmly: "I am willing to do whatever you want me to do!" As long as you can get Mr. Evans' forgiveness, even if you let your conservative self exchange your body!
After more than a month of such a dreamy life, Grace understood that she didn't want to go back to the past at all!
Lucian saw that the progress was going well, and he didn't waste himself to break the sewer in the VIP restaurant, so he nodded gently: "Your experience is understandable, but deception is always a bad behavior."
Just when Grace was in despair, Lucian changed the subject: "By the way, do you know Mr. Graneuf?"
"Yes, Mr. Granneuve invited me tonight." Grace replied puzzled, could it be that Mr. Evans wanted to get to know Graneuf, a wealthy man? But he is the princess's music advisor, and he is not lacking in status or money.
Although puzzled, Grace still tried to seize every opportunity and tried to exaggerate her relationship with Graneuf: "Mr. Graneuve is pursuing me." Then she thought for a while and said, "According to Sturk's customs, only when you have a banquet in a restaurant outside can you pursue romance."
"Grace, a friend asked me to send a note to Mr. Graneuve, and I would like to ask for your help." Lucian smiled and said, "By the way, I must never reveal my identity, just say that I met a mysterious stranger in the bathroom."
"For ......" Grace just wanted to ask why, but as soon as she saw Lucian's smiling face, she swallowed it, no matter why, as long as she did what Mr. Evans instructed, she had no hope of maintaining a good life, so she nodded without hesitation, "Please rest assured, Mr. Evans, I will definitely complete your instructions."
Lucian handed Grace a tightly stacked note: "Don't peek. If the final result is good, maybe I will consider guiding you on piano skills."
"Really?!" Grace said in surprise, took a deep breath, patted her chest, and nodded solemnly.
When Grace touched up her makeup again and left, Lucian slowly checked out and left the restaurant.
(End of this chapter)