Chapter 160

The next morning, Serena woke up in the studio's rest area to the sound of her phone ringing—it was Ruth calling. "How's the composition coming along?" Ruth asked. Serena rubbed her drowsy eyes and looked at the stack of papers on the nightstand, filled with densely written musical notes. The past few hectic days at Samuel's studio had been filled with inspiration, and she had diligently jotted down every idea. "Actually, I've come up with some new ideas. Your call couldn't have come at a better time." With that, she got up to freshen up and arranged to meet Ruth at her studio. Serena drove her Cullinan straight to the studio. The moment she pulled up, Ruth, who had been waiting by the sidewalk, leaned into the car. "Tsk, tsk. Your husband really spoils you. One look at this car, and it's obvious he's completely smitten with you." "Why assume he bought it? Why couldn't I have bought it myself?" She got out of the car, locked it, and linked arms with Ruth as they walked inside