The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

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Natalie looked straight ahead and responded coolly, “Edward’s a really nice guy. Don’t stress too much. Just show him

who you are.”

“Mm.” Nora nodded vigorously. ‘I’ve already played piano for Natalie before, so performing for Mr. Lopez shouldn’t be that intimidating. After all, Natalie is even more talented than Mr. Lopez.‘

But she couldn’t pretend she wasn’t nervous at all, since Edward had always been someone she looked up to.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at The Shell.

Built at a cost of four hundred million dollars, it was one of Harbor City’s most iconic cultural landmarks.

The shell–shaped, streamlined building shimmered with a cool, silvery sheen under the midday sun. Out front, the

reflecting pool mirrored the blue sky and drifting clouds, making the entire complex look like a piece of art.

Natalie parked in the underground garage, used a facial scan to access the VIP elevator, and went straight up to the

concert hall on the third floor.

Nora watched the way Natalie handled everything so smoothly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. But then she

thought about it and realized it made perfect sense. After all, Natalie studied under the same mentor as Edward.

As they pushed open the door, the spacious hall was filled with soft, gentle lighting. The deep walnut walls and dark red

velvet seats gave the space an understated yet luxurious vibe.

The two–tiered auditorium could accommodate more than 1,800 people.

Right at the center of the stage, a nine–foot Steinway D–274 grand piano stood in silent elegance.

Edward sat upright on the piano bench, his hands gently poised at the edge of the keys. Today, he wore a simple gray tee and beige trousers, keeping it casual.

In the auditorium, several staff members moved between the rows, rearranging seats and adjusting the lighting. Others were sorting through the programs, making final preparations for next week’s concert.

Natalie and Nora, not wanting to interrupt anything, quietly picked a spot and sat down. Nora sat with her hands properly placed on her knees, but she couldn’t help sneaking glances at the stage.

Edward, the man she’d seen on piano textbook covers more times than she could count, was now sitting less than twenty yards away from her.

His fingers landed on the keys. The first note filled the hall. Nora instantly straightened up.

The melody was utterly minimalist.

The left hand moved through slow, broken chords, while the right hand drew out long, restrained lines. No big flourishes, no showy technique, just hovering between a handful of neighboring notes.

It felt like someone walking along the coastline for a long time, their footprints washed away by the tide, yet they kept

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