NovelApexChapter 398
"I'm afraid | might not have that much tleft."
Jasper immediately cut in, "Rachel, don't say things like that. Wasn't that medicine from the old
doctor helping you? Just hang in there, you'll get better-1 know it."
Despite his reassurance, Jasper and Haynes were still quietly looking for renowned specialists for
Rachel. They weren't putting all their hopes on Stella; they were keeping their options open.
Rachel managed a faint, forced smile. "If this concert can't happen the way it's meant to—if it can't
be something truly special-1'd rather not hold it at all. | don't want to cheat the audience with
something rushed and half-hearted."
Haynes suggested, "Why not rent a stuthat's already set up, just as a temporary fix? After the
concert, you can move to a better place."
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For now, that seemed like the only practical solution. Rachel nodded gently.
Jasper scoffed, "Speople will stoop to anything just to steal the spotlight and get more
attention. It's unbelievable! Haynes, | heard Stella's concert is also scheduled for three months from
now. She's obviously doing it to go head-to-head with Rachel!"
Haynes couldn't be bothered with Jasper's complaints. He turned to Rachel instead. "By the way, has anyone
found Star?"
Rachel shook her head. "No. For years now, Star has completely disappeared- no trace, no news at all."
Star was a legendary figure in the music world, a composer who rose to feight years ago. Novaris had grown
rapidly in economy and technology, but for a decade, it's music scene had stagnated. There hadn't been a single
new classic, nor a composer with true brilliance, not since the golden years fifteen years ago.
It got so bad that, at one international songwriting competition, a foreign contestant openly mocked the
composers of Novaris. He claimed their work was nothing but tired clichés, with zero originality.
And honestly, after Madam Nora
passed away, the country's composers had run out of
inspiration; their work barely
deserved to be called original
The
foreigner's words caused a storm of public outrage back home. He
eventually caved under pressure and apologized in public, but he still
posted about his contempt for
Novaris's songwriters on his social media.
The truth was, he wasn't entirely wrong: Novaris's original music was in a slump.
It had been years since anyone had written a piece that truly dazzled.
Then, out of nowhere, a composer known only as Star emerged. Star's violin piece, "White
Moonlight," stunned the world, beating those arrogant foreign composers and winning the grand
prize at an international competition. "White Moonlight" becan overnight sensation, performed
and sung everywhere. For a while, Star's feclipsed that of the biggest celebrities-she was a
national hero. Yet, no one knew who she really was. Star could have been a man or a woman, young
or old-her identity was a complete mystery.
She never tried to cash in on her fame; instead, she waited until the excitement, died down before
quietly releasing a new piece every few months. Even so, every tshe published a new work, it
shot to the top of the charts and becthe talk of the town. The more mysterious she remained,
the more obsessed people became, and Star's legend only grew.
But five years ago, she suddenly vanished. No new songs, no news-nothing. Just like her name, she
was a brilliant shooting star, dazzling and fleeting, gone before anyone could catch her.
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