Dear Miss Roe,
My na is Kei, and I've heard about you since a long ti ago but have never had the privilege to see you perform in person. I live far away and can only admire from here.
I particularly liked listening to you play the piano, and my admiration skyrocketed when I found out we'd t before. You might not rember , but I rember you so well as if we just t yesterday.
I used to want to follow in your footsteps to beco a pianist, but I have no talent in it. In the end, I decided to play the cello, and now I am very good at playing it.
If you wish, it would be my honor to do a duet with you.
Along with this email, I attached a file from my playing. Feel free to let know what you think about my presentation.
From your admirer,
K
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Roxy's eyebrow raised after reading an email from an unknown na.
This sender admitted they had t before? Why didn't she rember it?
Who is this sender?
Roxy grabbed her phone and called her assistant to ask about this mysterious sender.
"Dani, what's so interesting about the email you showed ?"
"Have you listened to the track file?"
"Not yet. I just read it, and he said he knows ." Roxy downloaded the attached file while she was talking to Danielle. "Do you know this person nad Kei?"
"No. I thought you recognized him because he said you two t."
"Nope. I never had a young acquaintance nad Kei. Unless he were an ugly boy that could be easily forgotten, I would rember him sohow."
"Maybe you'll rember after listening to the song."
"Why do you think so?"
"Because you played the sa tune in the early days I was your assistant."
"What tune?"
"You haven't played it over these two years. I'm sorry, I never ask the title, and I've never heard it in anywhere."
"..." Roxy tried to rember what song she used to play around three years ago, but she recalled nothing. "I don't rember. I'll just listen to it now."
"Okay. I can prepare everything in case you want to invite him over."
"And let Declan kill him? No, thanks." Danielle laughed, amused at that. "Is there anything else that I should know?"
"There was an invitation to the Vienna orchestra, but I've turned it down. And there was also a request from the film industry to make a music soundtrack that fits their latest film genre. Will you accept it?"
Roxy opened her schedule on her laptop and saw that she was still on vacation until mid-January.
"I should be able to do it if no mishap happens. Send their disposition list. I'll give it a try first."
"Okay."
After ending the call, Roxy opened the file she had just downloaded and listened to the audio. But Declan walked up to her and spoke in a serious tone making Roxy mute the audio.
"Roxy, there's sothing I need to tell you."
"Okay. What is it?"
"I'm leaving for Montana the day after tomorrow and will probably be back on Tuesday or Wednesday."
"Business trips?"
"Sothing like that. But," Declan took a deep breath before continuing his sentence. "I don't know if this trip will end up in a contract deal or sothing else."
"What do you an?"
"This person required to go there to do the deal, even though sobody else could do it in my place. I'm only a temporary director in BPE, and I intend to hand over my position to Jacob."
"But Jacob is still young."
"I know. That's why I train him."
"I could imagine his frustrated face." Roxy giggled teasingly when she saw Declan's brow furrowed in displeasure. Is this guy jealous of Jacob? "Go on."
"But for so reason, this person wanted to et . Apart from my father and major shareholder, no one knows I work at BPE." Declan hardly ever cos to BPE firms because he was busier with his work as a lecturer at M University and Oscar Security.
Not to ntion that he needed to perfect the god eyes project, so he had no ti to take care of the project at BPE. But occasionally, he would co when there was a shareholders' eting or his father summoned him. Otherwise, he would not co.
"You can refuse if you don't want to go."
"Yes. I did reject it. But as soon as I saw this person's face, I changed my mind."
"Hmm? Why? Could it be that she is a woman? Is she prettier than ?"
Declan chuckled in amusent at her teasing tone. "He's a guy, and his na is Dario Gonzales."
Roxy's pair of eyes widen at that. "You an… The Dario Gonzales?"
"You know him?"
"No, but I'm sure my father knows him. He owns the biggest oil mine in the world! If I rember correctly, years ago, he used my father's bank to buy land in Montana, and now it's a food factory."
"I see. What a small world, isn't it?"
"You can say that. But what about him? Why did you change your mind when you saw his face?"
Declan took out his phone and showed Roxy a photo of Dario Gonzales.
Roxy glanced at the photo and gasped in surprise to see it. She saw an older version of Declan! She compared the image on Declan's phone to Declan himself.
"Wow, you guys look so much alike. Could it be… he's your birth father?"
"There's only one way to find out."
"Is that why you changed your mind?"
Declan nodded his head once. "I have never looked for my father because I don't know my father's na. What I do know is that my father is a wealthy man because we live in a big house, and he seems to own a big company." Declan looked at Roxy lovingly as if just looking at her would calm his heart. "My mother took away from my father's house when I was four. I don't really rember my father."
This is the first ti Declan has told her about his birth parent.
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