Chapter 1088 A Siren’s Song
“We paid to dine here just so we could hear your in-house musicians perform, but you ended up canceling the performance! If you refuse to let this lady go up on stage and play us a tune, then you’d be defrauding customers like us!”
The customers’ complaints rose to a clamor. Since the waiter couldn’t afford to offend them, he appeased them and said, “In that case, I shall refer to our manager and see what he has to say about this.”
A moment later, the manager came out dressed in a business suit. He spoke to Tessa directly, “Ma’am, I think my employee has clarified that we will only have piano performances tonight. If you can play the piano and captivate the crowd with your performance, I’ll make an exception for you and bring you the violin.”
She nodded and agreed readily, “Well, then, I’ll perform with the piano first.”
She understood that the manager had his hands tied as well, and she didn’t blame him for trying to make things hard for her.
Gregory hurried over to Tessa and wrapped his arms around her leg. He stared at her with wide eyes and asked, “Mommy, are you going to play the piano? Can I play with you?”
He still remembered what it felt like to perform on the piano alongside Tessa, and he would do anything to relive that.
Tessa couldn’t bring herself to turn the little boy down, so she glanced up at the restaurant manager and inquired with a smile, “My son knows how to play the piano as well. May I have him perform with me?”
The restaurant manager, as expected, had no qualms with that whatsoever.
Within minutes, Gregory happily led Tessa to the piano and climbed onto the stool. It wasn’t long before the familiar and lively tune of Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” filled the restaurant.
Gregory and Tessa played wonderfully, and the performance was breathtaking. As soon as the show ended, the crowd cheered and applauded heartily.
“She must be a professional! What a stunning performance!”
“And that little guy is quite the pianist for his tender age!”
The manager immediately knew what to do next when he heard the crowd’s approval of the performance. He took the violin out of the glass cabinet as soon as Tessa and Gregory came down from the stage.
A bright smile lit up Tessa’s face when the violin was handed to her. She carefully took it, then lovingly inspected it over and over. At last, she asked tentatively, “May I play it?”
“Of course,” the manager said with a firm nod, having already seen her talent.
Tessa, oblivious to the manager’s and the crowd’s opinions, excitedly returned to the stage with the precious violin. She only cared that she had the manager’s permission to play it.
Meanwhile, the other customers were ecstatic to see that she had come back up on stage, this time with the violin in hand. The piano performance earlier had left them wanting more.
Tessa bowed, and the crowd politely applauded, though Gregory packed in much more enthusiasm than everyone else in the room.
On the other hand, Nicholas gazed at his wife, who looked radiant with confidence, as she took center stage.
Before long, a light and elegant melody resonated through the restaurant. Like a siren’s song, the violin’s sound drowned out everyone’s thoughts and lured them into a dreamscape.
When the song came to an end, Tessa still hadn’t gotten enough of the violin. She liked how full and unique it sounded.
As for the crowd, they slowly snapped out of their reverie like they had just woken up from an idyllic daydream and started clapping, breaking into raucous cheers. They enjoyed every bit of Tessa’s performance.
“She’s got to be a professional musician!”
“You don’t say! I think everyone here can tell!”
“I personally find it astounding that a young woman like her has mastered two classical instruments! She must be a prodigy.”
The crowd agreed with this statement wholeheartedly. Even the manager had to admit that Tessa was quite a remarkable violinist.
He took in the crowd’s reaction and beamed as he walked up to Tessa. “Ma’am, you played the violin beautifully. Your evening meal is in the house, but I wonder if you could play us another song.” He grew shy toward the end, and the request came out somewhat meekly.
Tessa, however, did not mind at all. Nothing would give her more satisfaction at that moment than to play the violin a second time, so she agreed.
The other customers overheard their conversation and immediately began applauding wildly to welcome her back on stage.
Soon, Tessa lodged the violin between her collarbone and jawline and played a song she had composed.
Unsurprisingly, she lured the crowd into yet another stupor.
