Chapter 636

Chapter 636

After returning to the room, Franklin pulled her onto the couch. His face

was cold and stern, his eyes icy. "Cody's injuries were not an accident.

It seems that some people are deliberately targeting him."

"The more they want to target Cody, the less we can ignore it," Sylvia

said with a hint of severity in her eyes.

Yesterday when they first stepped into the prison yard, she heard the

sheriff on the phone addressing someone as Ritter!

This afternoon, she would meet with Mrs. Ritter.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Brayden brought Sylvia to a private

room at a club as promised.

Standing in front of the door of the private room, Brayden raised his

hand and knocked. They heard a voice from inside say, "Come in."

As soon as they entered the private room, Sylvia saw an extremely

elegant lady sitting on a sofa and holding a highball glass filled with red

liquid that she gracefully swirled around with her fingers painted in

Chanel nail polish.

She wore an updo hairstyle and black silk stockings paired with high

heels along with an oversized black fur coat draped over her shoulders.

The heating was turned on inside this cozy private space, but Sylvia felt

like she was still out of place here among these elites.

"Master Keturah?" Mrs. Ritter pursed her lips slightly and gestured for

Sylvia and Brayden to sit down before speaking again, "Please have a

seat.”

Sylvia sat quietly across from Mrs. Ritter, waiting for her to speak, as if

anticipating what would come next.

Mrs. Ritter did not expect Master Keturah - who had been rumored

about - to be so young and beautiful; standing out even among all

those beauties within entertainment circles including award-winning

actresses or models who were considered top-tier celebrities

themselves!

Especially given that air of elegance surrounding Master Keturah which

made it almost impossible for anyone's gaze not be drawn towards her.

But good appearance meant nothing to those real socialites within

Urgford's upper echelon circles!

In Mrs. Ritter's opinion, someone like Master Keturah could only take

on several apprentices or students at best while lacking any other

notable talents or skills beyond music.

"Mrs. Ritter, I'm curious why you invited me here today," said Sylvia,

getting straight down business after taking their seats.

"Well, it seems like Master Brayden hasn't given you much

information.” Mrs. Ritter smiled before continuing, "My daughter Ashlyn

loves music very much. I heard that you have won international awards

and you're also president of International Piano Association, so I

wanted to invite you over as my daughter's teacher.”

Sylvia raised an eyebrow, her cool gaze swept across Mrs. Ritter. "I'm

sorry, but I have no plans to take on any apprentices.” She had only

taught Jenna so far and didn't have the time or inclination to teach

anyone else.

Mrs. Ritter's face darkened at Sylvia's words, but she quickly composed

herself when she remembered Sylvia's status in the music industry and

her abilities. "Master Keturah, please don't reject me just yet. Why not

appreciate my daughter's talent before deciding?"

As Mrs. Ritter spoke, a glass partition in the private room slowly rose

up to reveal a piano with a woman sitting in front of it playing

Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata". The music flowed from her fingertips

and filled the spacious room.

The performance was good, but Sylvia wasn't interested.

Mrs. Ritter beamed with pride - this was her masterpiece! Her daughter

would become one of the top socialites and receive the best education

possible - envied by all other socialites.

After finishing playing, Mrs. Ritter turned to Sylvia with a smile on her

face and asked for some advice, "Master Keturah, how do you think of

my daughter's performance?"

Sylvia sitting on the sofa glanced at Ashlyn before speaking

nonchalantly. "It was okay, not bad.” Everyone could tell that Sylvia

wasn't impressed by what she heard.

Mrs. Ritter suppressed her anger and tried again, "Since it wasn't bad,

why not take my daughter under your wing?" She continued without

waiting for an answer from Sylvia, "After all, about what Master

Brayden has entrusted me with, I can certainly help him out.”

Sylvia lazily lifted her eyes before settling them on Mrs. Ritter's shrewd

face. "Mrs. Ritter. I'm not against taking on an apprentice. However,

Cody is suffering in prison right now. How do you plan to help him?"

"My mother is the distinguished lady of the Ritters family! Do you think

she's just some ordinary housewife? Her connections are beyond

compare — especially since my grandfather was one of founding fathers

who received countless medals during his lifetime!" Ashlyn interjected

confidently.

Suddenly there came a familiar voice from beside piano.

Sylvia glanced up and saw Ashlyn, who had been playing the piano

earlier, turn around and adjust her shoulder-length hair. The familiar

face immediately caught Sylvia's attention.

Ashlyn looked at Sylvia with a haughty expression on her face. Their

eyes met, but Ashlyn's arrogant demeanor quickly changed as she

exclaimed in a sharp voice, "What are you doing here?!"