Chapter 388
Nate had also been busy lately helping Kelly search for Star.
“If we can track down Star and have them compose exclusively for Kelly,” Nate said, “with Star’s nationwide recognition, Kelly’s concert would be an unprecedented success.”
Kelly was equally eager. “But… no one knows Star’s true identity. How do we even begin to find them?”
Just then, Carter’s voice sounded beside her. “I’ll have someone find Star.”
Hearing Carter’s words, Kelly’s eyes lit up, the cloud of anxiety in her gaze clearing just a little.
“Do you really think it’s possible?” she asked.
Carter responded with a quiet hum. “Julliard is very good at finding people. With his skills, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Still, Kelly couldn’t help but voice the doubt lingering in her heart. “But… even if we do find Star, there’s no guarantee they’d agree to compose for me. I’ve heard plenty of people offered sky-high fees, and Star turned them all down.”
“They’ll agree,” Carter said firmly, his tone carrying no room for doubt. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of everything.”
Nate chimed in with a grin, “Kelly, don’t worry. If Carter says it’ll get done, it’ll get done.”
Finally, Kelly’s lips curved into a soft, trusting smile. “Alright… I’ll leave it to you then.”
Sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm, golden glow across the studio floor.
Sharon stood at the center, violin in hand, practicing quietly.
The door swung open.
Wendy walked in, carrying takeout, muttering under her breath.
Sharon caught the look on her face immediately. “What’s wrong?”
Wendy let out a sigh. “The landlord just called. Out of nowhere, he says he wants us to terminate the lease. He’s even offering to pay the penalty fee. I mean… seriously? John and I poured so much time and effort into renovating this studio ourselves. And we signed a five-year contract! Now they want to break it like it’s nothing?”
Sure, the penalty fee was a decent chunk of money. But with the music exchange coming up, everything was in place-the walls, the floors, the lighting, even the curtains-all personally chosen by Sharon. None of it was something she could just walk away
from.
Sharon frowned. “Someone else has their eye on this studio, huh?”
Wendy scoffed. “Probably. Either way, I told them no. We signed the contract. The studio’s ours. They’ve got no right to take it back.”
Then, as if remembering something, she paused. “Oh, right. There’s something else.”
“What is it?” Sharon asked.
“Someone reached out. They want to hire you as an exclusive composer.”
Normally, Wendy would’ve turned this kind of offer down without even mentioning it. But this time, there was a reason.
“I already told them no at first… but the number they offered was just… ridiculous. So I figured I should at least ask you.”
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“How much?” Sharon asked casually.
Wendy hesitated, then answered, “10 million.”
Sharon blinked. “How much?”
“Ten Million,” Wendy repeated slowly, enunciating every word.
For a second, Sharon was stunned.
That number was absurd. Even by her standards.
But only for a second.
Then, her expression settled.
“No,” she said firmly. “The only reason they’re offering that much is because of my reputation-my public image, the credibility that comes with my name. But if something happens… if they fall from grace, I’ll be dragged down with them. No amount of money is worth gambling my future on.”
Wendy thought about it for a second, then nodded. “Yeah… you’re right. With your talent, it’s only a matter of time before you earn that kind of money anyway. No need to take a risk like this.”
She let out a sigh. “Alright. I’ll call them back with your answer.”

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