"Have you heard of this saying? Arts are borderless—Westin or Eastin, it's completely universal,'" Henry said calmly."So, Mr. Mandez, I'm surprised to hear such ignorant words from you. After all, it's an insult to your reputation as the world's greatest pianist.""Humph, nonsense," Mandez retorted, his face flushing red. He resorted to rudeness."Enough! If you insist on making yourself even embarrassed, then so be it," Henry said dismissively.He sat back at the piano and smiled faintly, surrounded by stunned looks."I'll be playing Despair, a dedication to Mr. Mandez."The venue fell silent once again.Despair was Mandez's signature piece, which he considered to be the most perfect and challenging piece to play. He even boasted that no one would be able to beat him in a hundred years.Mandez was stunned, and then he sneered. He assumed Henry was driven insane by his own rage by selecting the most difficult piece to play. It was even Mandez's most beloved piece.Lydia, who
Read more