Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177 How Are You

Paisley was well-prepared.

She spoke softly, "An antique collector in Zistin got the piano."

Zistin...

Benjamin spoke calmly, "Book the quickest flight for me and gather all the information you can on the collector, including details on his family, friends, and company..."

Paisley nodded, "Of course, Mr. Clark. I'll transfer it to your email before you board the plane."

That afternoon, Benjamin flew to Zistin.

He spent a week there before returning to Gredax when spring was in full bloom.

Despite not having adjusted to the time difference yet, he couldn't wait to see Madelyn.

Paisley had already informed him that Madelyn was volunteering at a nearby nursing home.

Benjamin decided to drive there; it was remote and he arrived at half past three.

As he approached the classical building, the sound of a piano echoed from within.

And there she was - Madelyn.

She was dressed in white and sitting in front of an old piano, completely engrossed in playing.

She looked as beautiful as she did the first time Benjamin heard her play "Morning Dew" for him.

As he gazed at her, he clenched his fist, noticing subtle differences in her playing.

Despite the old and dilapidated piano she was using, Madelyn lacked the same level of agility and tension in her performance compared to her previous one, leading him to wonder if her foot injury had fully recovered.

After she finished the song, Benjamin whispered her name, "Madelyn!"

Hearing his voice, Madelyn stiffened for a moment.

But when she turned her face, her composure returned. "Mr. Clark?" she replied politely, suggesting that they were nothing more than acquaintances.

Benjamin surveyed the room, noticing many of the elderly people with white hair staring at him curiously.

So, he spoke softly, "Could we talk alone for a moment?"

Later, Madelyn entertained him in the tearoom.

The quaint wooden structure boasted a large floor-to-ceiling window, adorned with an array of glorious small flowers and plants.

Benjamin sat elegantly in his seat.

Madelyn poured him a cup of tea and said lightly, "I'm afraid we don't have any coffee or red wine here. The best we can offer is some black tea. I hope that will suffice."

Benjamin didn't come here for the tea, so he didn't mind the lack of options.

Madelyn sat opposite him.

The heat of the black tea separated them.

Benjamin broke the silence, asking, "How have you been?"

Looking down, Madelyn took a sip of black tea before answering, "Not too bad. It's been great."

Suddenly, Benjamin pulled out a letter from his pocket.

Madelyn recognized it as the invitation letter to the Edoford Academy of Music that she had abandoned. How did Benjamin get his hands on it?

He lightly pressed down on the letter with his slender fingers, looking closely at Madelyn.

"Are you still want to study in Edoford?" he asked with concern. "I heard you playing the piano just now. Is your foot still not healed?"

Madelyn lightly touched her injured leg with her fingers.

There... it would never get better!

Despair began to creep up on Madelyn, as she recalled the ill-fated relationship that robbed her of her dreams and dashed all her hopes!

Her foot would never fully heal, and her chance to be the best pianist was now just a distant memory! She no longer needed to go to Edoford, and even she was resigned to the fact that she could never drive again!

However, Benjamin, with not a single scratch on him, sat in stark contrast to Madelyn's plight.

For some reason, Madelyn chose to stay silent.