Alpha's Discarded Luna (Talia) novel Chapter 237

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Chapter 235

Imema’s POV

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Aires doesn’t want to waste time on useless accusations. I

can see it in the way his jaw tightens, the way his gaze shifts

away from the ruined walls. He turns to me, his expression

shifting to something more practical.

“By the way, have you found Solaris?”

I shake my head, my voice heavy with disappointment. “No.

Recently, it is like Solaris has disappeared without a trace.

There has been no news at all.”

Solaris is a well–known composer in the music industry, a name that still carries weight even years after her last release. She gained fame eight years ago, emerging from nowhere like a ghost.

While Zenithara’s economy and technology developed rapidly over the past decade, its music scene stagnated. There were no new classic hits. The industry lacked talented composers. The golden age of music from fifteen years ago seemed like a distant memory, fading with each passing

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An international competitor once publicly mocked

Zenithara’s original composers during an original

composition competition. He claimed that their compositions

were full of clichés with no innovation, recycling the

same tired formulas. After the passing of Serena, he said,

Zenithara’s composers seemed to have run out of ideas

entirely. His words were a direct insult to originality itself.

The foreign competitor’s comments caused an uproar in

Zenithara. Musicians and fans alike demanded apologies. Newspapers ran scathing editorials. But the damage was

done.

Although the competitor eventually apologized under pressure, he continued to express his contempt for

Zenithara’s original compositions on social media. Every post

was a knife twist.

At that time, Zenithara’s original music scene was indeed in decline. There were no groundbreaking compositions. No

fresh voices. No one pushing boundaries.

Then a composer under the alias Solaris emerged.

She created a piano piece called Moonlight, and it was

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unlike anything anyone had heard in years. It beat out the arrogant international composer to win the International Composition Competition, taking first place by a wide

margin.

Moonlight became an overnight sensation. It was arranged and performed by orchestras across the country. It played on radios and in concert halls. Everyone knew the melody.

For her achievements, Solaris was celebrated as a national

hero. She gained more attention than even the top

celebrities. Her face was on magazine covers, even though

no one knew what she looked like.

However, no one knew who Solaris really was. Not her name. Not her age. Not where she lived or studied or took her

coffee.

After her sudden rise, she did not capitalize on the fame.

Instead, she released new works only every few months,

waiting until the hype had cooled down before surprising

everyone again.

Despite her low profile, her works always dominated the charts upon release. They quickly became hot topics, discussed, debated and analyzed.

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unlike anything anyone had heard in years. It beat out the arrogant international composer to win the International Composition Competition, taking first place by a wide

margin.

Moonlight became an overnight sensation. It was arranged

and performed by orchestras across the country. It played on

radios and in concert halls. Everyone knew the melody.

For her achievements, Solaris was celebrated as a national

hero. She gained more attention than even the top celebrities. Her face was on magazine covers, even though

no one knew what she looked like.

However, no one knew who Solaris really was. Not her name.

Not her age. Not where she lived or studied or took her

coffee.

After her sudden rise, she did not capitalize on the fame.

Instead, she released new works only every few months,

waiting until the hype had cooled down before surprising

everyone again.

Despite her low profile, her works always dominated the

charts upon release. They quickly became hot topics, discussed, debated and analyzed.

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The more mysterious she became, the more curious people were to discover her identity. The speculation kept her

popularity high, feeding an endless cycle of fascination.

But five years ago, Solaris suddenly stopped releasing new works. She disappeared entirely, like a ghost retreating into

the shadows.

Solaris was like a shining meteor, brilliant and brief, quickly

vanishing without a trace.

Nick has also been helping me search for Solaris recently. He

leans forward, his voice eager.

“If we can find Solaris and make her Imema’s exclusive

composer, with her nationwide recognition, Imema’s concert will definitely be a monumental success.”

I want to find Solaris too. The thought of having her name

attached to my concert, her talent composing for me, makes

my heart race. But I sigh, the reality sinking in.

“But no one knows Solaris’s real identity.” I shake my head. “It

is almost impossible to find her.”

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A calm, melodious voice interrupts my thoughts. “I will send

someone to find Solaris.”

I look up at Aires. His expression is steady, certain. Upon

hearing his words, happiness blooms in my chest. My eyes

brighten, and the gloom in my expression fades a little.

“Do you really think you can find her?”

Aires nods. “Richard is highly skilled at locating people.” His

voice is confident. “With his abilities, it should be no problem.”

I murmur, still uncertain, “But even if we find Solaris, she may

not want to compose for me. I have heard that many people

have offered a lot of money to invite her, but they have all

been turned down.”

“She will agree.” Aires’s tone is firm, carrying an air of

absolute certainty. “You do not need to worry about this. I will

handle it.”

Nick chimes in, his voice supportive. “Imema, do not worry. When Alpha promises something, he always gets it done.”

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Talia’s POV

Sunlight pours through the large windows of my studio,

casting a soft golden glow across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the light. I am practicing the piano, my fingers moving through scales, when the door suddenly

swings open.

Electra strides in, holding a bag of lunch she just bought. Her face is pinched, her jaw tight. She sets the bag down with

more force than necessary.

Noticing the tension in her expression, I lower my piano and ask, “What is wrong?”

Electra crosses her arms. “I just got a call from the landlord.”

Her voice is clipped. “They suddenly want us to move out. They said they would pay us the penalty fee.”

She throws her hands up. “It is completely ridiculous. Rafael and I put so much work into renovating this place ourselves. We even signed a five–year contract!” Her voice rises. “And

now they want to break it? Dream on!”

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Although the penalty fee is significant, my music concert is coming up soon. Everything in this studio, the walls, the floor, the curtains, the chandeliers, was my choice. I spent

countless hours and endless effort making it perfect. The color of the paint. The texture of the fabric. The way the light

falls across the room.

I will not let it go easily.

I am surprised by the news. “Could someone else be

interested in this studio?”

Electra rolls her eyes. “I do not care. I rejected their offer right away.” She plants her hands on her hips. “The studio is ours now, and they have no right to take it back.”

She pauses, then seems to remember something. Her expression shifts, becoming more serious.

“By the way, Talia, there is another thing.”

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