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“It’s not about the moCney, Leo,” I said firmly. “The violin has value beyond what you see on the surface. It’s not just a broken instrument.” 

Leo’s brows raised, clearly surprised by my resistance. 

“You really think it’s worth all this trouble?” 

“I do,” I said, meeting his gaze. “And even if others don’t see it, I’ll keep doing what I think is worthwhile.” 

For a moment, Leo said nothing, his eyes searching mine. T 

re was a strange tension between us–one that always seemed to linger, even after everything we’d been through. 

He nodded slowly, accepting my words without argument. 

Three days later, I stood in front of the mirror, holding the fully restored violin in my hands. 

The open cracks along the neck had been carefully glued and sanded, and the body of the instrument gleamed after a fresh coat of polish. 

It was whole again. 

I called Narik and wanted to make an appointment to meet him and give him the violin. 

Hearing my reason for coming, Narik was taken aback, “You mean the broken violin? You fixed it in such a short time?” 

“Well, I was satisfied with my work and smiled, “You can basically see no signs of repair. Whenever you have time, I’d like to give you the instrument and ask you to try playing this one.” 

“I can’t wait to see the instrument.” Narik was very excited, “Now! Let’s meet now. 

I called Narik to meet up, and we agreed on a small café near the river, a quiet place where we could talk. 

When I arrived, Narik was already there, waiting at a corner table with a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. 

He looked up as I approached, his eyes widening as he saw the violin. 

“This is the one?” he asked, rising from his seat. “The one that was broken?” 

I nodded, handing it over to him. “Take a look.” 

Narik gently cradled the violin in his hands, his fingers tracing over the smooth wood. 

“It looks… incredible,” he murmured, his voice full of awe. “You can hardly tell it was damaged.” 

I smiled, watching his reaction. “Try playing it. Let’s see how it sounds now.” 

Narik took a deep breath, carefully positioning the violin under his chin. 

He began to play a soft, melodic tune, and the sound that filled the café was richer, warmer than it had been before. 

The music flowed effortlessly, and Narik’s eyes lit up with joy. 

“It’s even better than before,” he said, lowering the violin after a few minutes. 

He looked at me, a hint of something deeper in his eyes. 

Before he could say something, my phone buzzed in my pocket, breaking the moment. 

I glanced at the screen–it was Gregor, the team leader. 

“Hey, Lady Luck!” Gregor’s voice came through the line, brimming with excitement. 

“I’ve got some fantastic news. We’ve hit the jackpot–two of the top investors just came through for us! We’re out of debt, and we’ve got extra to 

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upgrade the equipment.” 

1 blinked, taken aback. “Wait, what? Who are the new shareholders?” 

“It’s the Lama Group and Zoro Group,” Gregor replied, still buzzing with enthusiasm. “You know Lama, right? One of the big groups under Leo’s 

control.” 

I froze, my heart skipping a beat. Of course, I knew Lama Group–it was part of Leo’s business empire. 

But Zoro? That was a name I wasn’t familiar with. 

Just as I was about to ask more, another call came in. 

Thesitated for a moment, seeing the name on the screen–Orlando. My father. 

quickly switched over. “Dad?” 

“Elizabeth,” his voice was warm, soothing in a way that made my chest tighten. 

“I’ve heard from Rolin that you’re getting ready to go back into racing. I wanted to make sure you have the support you need.” 

My throat tightened, emotions welling up unexpectedly. 

“You did you invest in the team?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly. 

“I did,” Orlando confirmed. “I want you to focus on your dreams without worrying about anything else. Just promise me one thing–protect your hands. They’re precious.” 

Tears filled my eyes as I listened to him, overwhelmed by the care in his voice. 

“Thank you,” I whispered, struggling to hold back the tears. “Ill be careful. I promise.” 

When the call ended, I stood there for a moment, lost in thought, before turning back to Narik. 

He was watching me closely, a frown tugging at the corner of his mouth. 

“What were you about to say earlier?” I asked, sensing a change in his mood. 

Narik hesitated, glancing at the violin in his hands before meeting my gaze again. 

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