Chapter: 1191

However, her strategy quickly needed revising.

Upon entering, they found Nora casually seated on a sofa with her agent, Amy, attentively by her side.

Susanna gave Joanna a covert wink, signaling her uncertainty about how to proceed.

Joanna merely gave her a look.

Then, stepping forward, she declared, "Hello, Ms. Nora Moon. I'm one of your fans. May I have your signature?"

Joanna let go of Susanna's arm, pulled a notebook and pen from her pocket, and confidently approached Nora.

Observing this, Susanna secretly gave Joanna a thumbs-up, mentally kicking herself for not thinking of such a straightforward approach.

Kayla, witnessing the scene, frowned but chose to remain silent.

Amy stood before Joanna and said, "I'm sorry. Nora doesn't connect with her fans."

She prevented Joanna from getting too close.

Meanwhile, Nora was looking down, engrossed in her phone, oblivious to what was happening around her.

"Norah, I really like you. Please," Joanna blurted out.

Upon hearing this, Nora looked up, her curiosity piqued.

She told Amy, "It's just a signature."

At Nora's words, Amy reluctantly moved aside. Her boss had been adamant-no one was to approach Nora. Particularly since she was a stranger to Joanna. Things could escalate quickly.

Yet, Nora reached out, took Joanna's notebook, and signed it.

People often said pianists had beautiful hands, but Nora's were marked with calluses, her nails kept short.

Despite this, her fingers remained slender and elegant.

“I've signed it. Thank you for your affection."

With the notebook between her fingers, she handed it back to Joanna and looked up into her eyes.

Joanna's reflection shimmered in Nora's amber eyes.

Joanna's hair was cropped short, framing her striking face and large eyes, which were fixed intently on Nora.

"Hey, why are you crying?"

Nora placed the notebook on the table and quietly said, "I didn't say anything."