Chapter 569: Chapter 569
In astonishment, Alder Locke stepped onto the stage with his guitar, his long legs allowing him to easily stride onto the half-meter-high platform.
Sitting on the high stool that the Singer had just occupied, he slightly lifted the chair higher due to his height, the guitar resting against him, he bowed his head, his slender fingers testing the tuning.
Titus Zane was quite surprised, never expecting this do-nothing heir to know how to play the guitar. As melodies formed under Alder Locke’s fingers across the six strings, a soothing old song began to play.
If I got down on my knees and pleaded with you
If I crossed a million oceans just to be with you
would you ever let me down
because I love you, love you
love you so don’t let me down
Alder Locke looked up, his gaze traversing the numerous booths and landing on Titus Zane’s face, performing with deep affection, his handsome face also unusually serious. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
And his voice was very magnetic, deep and soothing, very pleasant to hear.
Titus Zane, in surprise, covered her lips with her hand, forgetting to drink her beer as she had just picked it up, watching Alder Locke, she felt both shock and a touch of delight.
She never imagined this irresponsible heir could have such an artistic side.
To enjoy such an old love song...
There was an illusion that the man on the stage seemed to be declaring his love for her, but she only liked the beautiful music, not the performer himself.
The smooth and beautiful melody entered her ears, taking her thoughts afar. In a trance, the handsome face of the man on the stage gradually blurred, slowly transforming into Nathan Moore’s handsome features.
A tall and dashing man, sitting on the high stool, playing the guitar, singing just for her.
The hand she used to cover her lips now propped up her chin, and Titus Zane’s lips curved into a light smile, her eyes unable to hide the adoration for the Singer on the stage.
As the love song ended, amid the applauding crowd, Alder Locke took off his guitar, stood up, and walked down from the stage, with a rather triumphant look, leaning over with a slightly wicked face close to her, lightly nudged Titus Zane’s elbow.
"Hey, still daydreaming?"
Titus Zane suddenly snapped back to reality, she had been imagining it was Nathan all along, hence she was so engrossed.
She casually handed a beer to Alder Locke with a smile, saying, "I didn’t expect you could sing."
"Of course," Alder Locke picked up his beer and sat down in the booth, "I used to be in the military art troupe."
"You were in the military?"
Titus Zane was astonished and gave Alder Locke a comprehensive up and down look, finding it hard to believe; a man who had served should look righteous and imposing, not roguish like him.
Having left the military under less than honorable circumstances, Alder Locke touched his nose guiltily and said, "You actually believe that when I say it casually?"
"Pssh!" Titus Zane said dismissively, just as Alder Locke picked up the beer bottle. Before drinking, he leaned his handsome face closer again, looking at Titus Zane with a half-smile, "Tell me, did I enchant you just now?"
"Don’t flatter yourself, I’m an adult, I wouldn’t be charmed by a kid like you."
"That’s quite hurtful," Alder Locke withdrew slightly and frowned unhappily, "Where am I a kid, I’m a grown man, alright."
"Okay, okay, you’re a grown-up," Titus Zane clearly didn’t want to continue this fruitless conversation.
The two listened to the music for a while longer, then Titus Zane suggested they head back; Alder Locke, despite being used to staying up late, did not insist.
Returning to her own room, Titus Zane took a hot shower, changed into pajamas, and before resting, she called Nathan Moore.
"... Nathan, how’s it going with handling the business? Don’t worry, grandpa said he would help..."