Chapter 63: SG Is Sienna Everett?

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: SG Is Sienna Everett?

The old man was surprised. "How did you know? I did give Fiona to Sienna. Where did you hear that?"

Just in case it was someone with the same name, Dylan Donovan asked cautiously, "The Sienna you mentioned, is that the celebrity Sienna Everett?"

Howard Forrester’s voice swelled with pride. "Of course! Sienna is our family’s superstar!"

Sienna Everett felt a pang of shame. "..."

’Grandpa, I’m hardly a superstar.’

’I’m a Z-list celebrity at best.’

Hearing this, the expression on Dustin Everett’s face froze. He stared wide-eyed, looking utterly comical.

A storm of conflicting emotions churned within him, like an overturned spice rack.

’That three-hundred-million-dollar ancient zither...’

’...was actually... a gift for Sienna Everett!’

[HOLY SHIT, I’M LOSING MY MIND...]

[What an insanely extravagant gift! Could I ever, in this life or the next ten, hope to receive something like that?!]

[Honestly, I think giving the ancient zither to Sienna Everett is the perfect choice. Who else is more deserving?]

[BWAHAHAHA, where are Dustin Everett’s fans now? A minute ago they were all yapping like dogs, why are they so quiet all of a sudden? Your faces must be swollen from that slap!]

Dylan Donovan hung up, his eyes shining with excitement as he looked at Sienna Everett. "This is wonderful! The zither went to the right person. Its talent won’t be wasted!"

Sienna Everett had also grown very fond of the ancient zither. "I will treasure it," she said solemnly.

Dylan Donovan was genuinely curious. "What is your relationship with Howard?"

Sienna Everett smiled faintly. "My grandfather and Grandpa Forrester are good friends, so I call him grandpa too."

"So that’s how it is." Dylan Donovan mulled it over for a moment before speaking. "Sienna, since Howard gave you the zither, I won’t accept payment for it. I’ve decided to gift Fiona to you, free of charge!"

Hearing this, Isabelle Sutton was so shocked she nearly stumbled. "Sir, you... what did you just say?"

Dylan Donovan roared with laughter. "I said I’m gifting it to Sienna Everett for free! I’ll return the three hundred million to Howard. Of course, this is all out of respect for Sienna!"

"Hearing Sienna play ’Nine Provinces’ today... it felt like finding a kindred spirit who truly understands my passion. Giving Fiona to Sienna is giving it the best home it could ever have!"

For a moment, everyone on set was silent.

Three hundred million.

Given away, just like that.

How could someone be so impulsive!

But on second thought, it made sense. Mr. Donovan was a collector of ancient zithers. More than money, he valued seeing them cherished, not wasted or forgotten.

Sienna Everett’s skill with the zither was sublime. In her hands, it was a perfect match.

Only she could bring out the ancient zither’s true potential.

[My god, she’s the first and only person I’ve ever seen get a three-hundred-million-dollar item for free...]

[I wonder if the Everett Family regrets disowning Sienna Everett now?]

With the recording of the final segment complete, this episode of the show came to a successful conclusion.

Even after the livestream ended, the viewers still felt they hadn’t seen enough.

Unfortunately, Sienna Everett was only on for this one episode; she wouldn’t be back for the next.

「On set.」

Dustin Everett’s eyes were fixed on Sienna Everett in the distance, a seed of self-doubt sprouting in his mind.

’Could it be true what Third Brother said? Is Sienna Everett... actually amazing?’

’Is it that the Everett Family isn’t good enough for her?’

Dustin Everett suddenly remembered something. He got his phone back from a staff member and sent a message to SG:

"Master, why haven’t you replied to me recently?"

"Have you been busy?"

"Master, I was on a variety show today. During one segment, someone played your song ’Nine Provinces’ on the zither. She sounded so, so much like you."

Dustin Everett had wanted to say she sounded *exactly* like SG.

’But how could Sienna Everett possibly be on the same level as SG?’

’Even if Sienna Everett is a phenomenal zither player, in his heart, she wasn’t worthy of being compared to a single strand of SG’s hair!’

Dustin Everett clutched his phone, sending several messages to his most revered mentor, SG, with a reverent and pious attitude.

But he didn’t get a single reply.

’What’s happening?’

’It feels like Master has been really cold to me lately.’

Cold...

The moment he thought of that word, Dustin Everett’s throat tightened in distress. His mind went blank, unable to even think straight.

’Did I do something to upset Master?’

Dustin Everett lifted his head in a daze and looked around blankly. Suddenly, he noticed Sienna Everett, not far ahead, taking out her phone and looking at a message...