Chapter 1198: Chapter 1198: Entrustment
In Charlotte’s memory, her only cousin always appeared carefree and uninhibited.
But now, she feels as if he has a completely different soul inside him.
Perhaps it was because Charlotte was so captivated by the music that she felt the piece ended too abruptly.
Charlotte blinked lingeringly and then kept nodding at Jordan Thompson.
"It sounds really good, I didn’t realize you had such a talent. But I remember your band was supposed to be a rock band, and looking at you now, you’re totally like a folk singer."
Charlotte also remembered Jordan Thompson discussing his band with her before.
Rock music, the fiery and explosive kind.
It was worlds apart from the refreshing, light music he was playing now.
"My band is indeed a rock band."
Jordan Thompson shrugged his shoulders and wiped his guitar with a clean towel from the table, "But are you sure you want to hear me sing rock now?"
Charlotte pursed her lips.
Actually, Charlotte had indeed been coaxed by Jordan Thompson to go to a music festival before.
After that experience, she was left with nothing but a dizzy and numb feeling in her head and ears.
"Forget it." Charlotte stopped Jordan Thompson.
Jordan Thompson stared at the guitar in his hand, seemingly undisturbed, instinctively wanting to throw the thing in his arms away, but luckily he was clear-headed enough to carefully set the guitar aside and then grabbed his own hair.
"I really don’t understand why grandpa absolutely refuses to let me form a band and play music!"
Jordan Thompson still remembered being excitedly telling Mr. Thompson about his wish to form a band and play music, only to be met with Mr. Thompson’s stern rejection.
But back then, he didn’t give up and continued to stand firm on his decision, hoping that someday Mr. Thompson would relent.
But instead, his newly bought guitar was directly thrown away by Mr. Thompson.
That was the first time he had a big fight with Mr. Thompson and ran out into the rain.
Ultimately, Mr. Thompson never gave him a real answer.
So Jordan Thompson was always concerned about the truth that Mr. Thompson deliberately concealed and never spoke of.
But regarding these issues, although Jordan Thompson was curious, he felt he did not need to necessarily know.
After all, despite Mr. Thompson’s objections, he continued to follow his heart.
"Maybe one day, the truth will reveal itself to you," Charlotte spoke softly.
Jordan Thompson’s gaze flickered; he looked up at Charlotte, but chose not to say anything.
Instead, his gaze slowly fell on the guitar by the bed.
"By the way, have you been busy these days?" Charlotte asked.
Jordan Thompson thought for a moment and then shook his head: "No, I’ve been quite free recently."
Hearing this, Charlotte’s eyes lit up: "Then how about you help me take care of Cyrus and the others during the day for the next few days?"
"Ah?" Jordan Thompson did not expect Charlotte to make such a request.
"The kindergarten had that incident, and it’s going to be a long investigation. The kids can’t go to school and have to stay home. Both Justin and I have matters to handle with the company, and I really don’t feel comfortable leaving the kids at home alone."