Chapter 33

"Alright," I agreed. After all, performing for Gideon's grandmother had always been my ultimate goal. I learned about Mrs. Foster Senior's love for storytelling and folk music from Yvette. In my past life, Yvette wanted to learn the art of storytelling, and Samuel, knowing I was skilled, made me teach her. The lute I used to teach Yvette had been a cherished keepsake, gifted by my father to my mother. I had hidden it away, holding onto it as a memento. Yet Yvette had secretly taken it, and when I tried to get it back, Samuel grew angry. The last time I asked, Samuel coldly informed me that the lute had been smashed. That experience gave me an in-depth understanding of the type of storytelling performances Mrs. Foster Senior enjoyed. My decision to apply for this job wasn't random. This lounge was near her residence and happened to be part of her family's business. It was a gamble, but one I had the patience to play. I never expected it to pay off on my first day. Not long after,