Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438 

Every second was gold to Mia now. 

She went on to practice her piece, wishing to make up for her past regret. The song reminded her of the 

orphanage. 

Snippets of memories from the place only came to her when she played piano, 

Aside from forgetting about the orphanage, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten someone, 

someone important to her. 

The practice session continued for a while as she walked down memory lane at the same time. 

Right then, a woman with short hair showed up, scanning the area with eyes of scrutiny. 

Mia raised her head and asked, “Hi there, anything I can help you with?” 

“Hi, I’m from the Literature Department and writing is my interest. I’d like to write a virtuoso as the female lead, so I’m looking around for inspiration. 

I 

“I don’t know anyone from the Music School and I don’t dare to approach any one of them. But your 

caught my eye a few times. You’re not from the Music School, are you? Are you Mia Bowen?” 

“That’s me. Come in, have a seat,” Mia offered shyly. “What would you like to know? I don’t know much 

about music, actually.” 

“The thing is, that day. I happened to pass by the room, where you were playing the piano. It was 

beautiful. It was a children’s song, but I don’t think it’s a famous one.” 

“Oh, that one. It was made by the director of an orphanage. It’s natural that you haven’t heard of it before. 

“Did you come from an orphanage? Me too!” exclaimed the short–haired woman. “No wonder you felt approachable when I first saw you. I’m Dana McQueen. Let’s be friends!” 

“Pleasant to meet you!” Mia had a good impression of Dana. 

Both of them knew nothing about music, but they didn’t look down on each other. 

At the same time, Maya was bypassing the area downstairs. It seemed like something was weighing on 

her mind. 

Blake, under her order, had investigated the background of students in every Music School one by one. 

As long as the true Ms. Lane was enrolling in a Music School, Maya would be able to track her down one day. 

It was only a matter of time. 

After practicing piano, Mia left the building alongside Dana in the afternoon. 

“I’m heading home for lunch. Let’s meet up next time.” 

“Sure. Text me when you’re coming for practice again.” 

Mia nodded and they went separate ways. Mia went home by cab.