But she could clearly sense Haynes pulling away from her.
Upon hearing this, Jasper was the first to protest.
"That violin, Nocturne Stella, is completely wasted in Stella's hands. Haynie, you should just give it to Rachel. Why overthink it? You and Stella are married; what's hers is yours. Besides, Rachel doesn't have much time left. You know how she worships Nora. Playing one concert with that violin is her literal dream—we're just borrowing it. It's not like we're stealing the damn thing." A scoff. "Hell, if it's about cash, we'll pay. A million upfront and she'd probably throw the violin at us. That's all she really cares about anyway."
Haynes's eyes flickered, remembering how often Stella had brought up money.
Maybe Jasper was right; she hadn't agreed because the price wasn't high enough.
...
In the backstage lounge, Abby looked around, unable to hide her awe.
"No wonder they call it a private school for the elite. This place is as big as a college campus. The surroundings are better than our neighborhood, and even the auditorium looks like it's ready for a professional show."
"The backstage lounges are private rooms... even better than what celebrities get."
Abby glanced at Marvin, saying, "Don't laugh at me for being impressed."
Marvin chuckled, "Aunt Abby, when I grow up, I'll show you even more amazing places."
Abby couldn't help but hug Marvin, excitedly. "Oh my, you're such a sweet talker. I adore you!"
Then she turned to Neville.
"Mr. Connolly, how did you raise your child to be so well-mannered? I need to learn from you so I can raise mine the same way."
Stella listened and also looked at Neville. She wanted to know how Neville had managed to raise Marvin so well.
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