Mending a Broken Love (Roxanne and Sebastian) novel Chapter 126

Jack said, "Thirty million dollars!"

Roxanne was direct. "Forty million dollars!"

"Deal!" Jack agreed promptly, and Roxanne regretted not asking for more right away. She should have gone for 50 million dollars.

But despite her regret, she was a person of integrity, and she stuck to the agreement. True to his word, Jack transferred the 40 million dollars straight into her account.

She had already set up an international bank account using her student ID and foreign identity card, so no matter how she used it, Sebastian would never trace her whereabouts. She was smart.

With the money now in her possession, she was delighted. She dragged Carolyn off to enjoy a lavish meal.

Carolyn didn't hesitate and led her to the finest restaurant in Niskera called Moonlight Restaurant—a name that perfectly matched its elegance. The special thing about this restaurant was that everyone had to wear a mask to dine here. There were plenty of mask vendors on the street, and Roxanne bought a fox mask while Carolyn picked out a rabbit mask.

The restaurant's interior was upscale and sophisticated. As a frequent patron, Carolyn smoothly led Roxanne to a window-side table on the second floor and swiftly placed their order.

Carolyn was the type of woman who was always cheerful and outgoing. She made friends easily, especially with pretty women. Of course, Roxanne was no exception.

From the moment Roxanne arrived at the academy, Carolyn had persistently followed her around until they became good friends. Having a beautiful friend like Roxanne made every day brighter for Carolyn.

Resting her chin on her hand, she excitedly told Roxanne, "The foie gras here is amazing. You've got to try it! Afterward, we'll get matching bags. You'll pay for them."

Roxanne loved Carolyn's warm and approachable personality. She had only just arrived in Arland and still felt a bit shy, but having someone so warm and friendly from back home made everything better.

Her dance felt like a conversation with the piano, with each movement responding to the music in perfect harmony. The two art forms intertwined to create a breathtaking performance.

She couldn't see the pianist downstairs, and he couldn't see her either. They were separated by floors. But the guests facing the balcony had a view of both.

Downstairs, the man in a white suit and golden mask was completely absorbed, his fingers dancing across the keys as if the piano were an extension of himself. Just like Roxanne was lost in her dance above, he was lost in his music below.

The audience watched in awe, caught between her graceful presence and his haunting melody. For a moment, the entire restaurant felt suspended in time. It was bathed in beauty, wrapped in art.

It wasn't just a performance. It was something transcendent—an emotional, almost spiritual experience.