“I never would've guessed she's a pianist," he remarked.

Turning to Xavier, he inquired, "Do you happen to hear about her?"

Xavier shifted his gaze away from Claudia and shook his head. heard of her." No, never

Clearly, she was famous in the music circle, but what did that have to do with him?

Gustavo scratched his chin and speculated, "A famous woman you haven't heard of? That's a rarity. I wonder if she's single. If I could date someone like her, my parents would probably approve

Gustavo had a history with a girl from a different social stratum. Despite trying to make it work for two years after graduating, they eventually parted ways.

His comment carried a hint of self-mockery. Because of his family's status, he couldn't nonchalantly choose whoever he wanted.

Xavier responded, somewhat dismissively, “You're getting ahead of yourself. Who says she'd even be interested in you?"

This didn't sit well with Gustavo.

“What's that supposed to mean? I'm charming, good-looking, wealthy, and committed, Those are qualities you don't find all together often."

Unfazed, Xavier retorted, “If she was interested in you, she would've given you her number by now. If she can't eat lunch with us today, what makes you think she'll be free for future meals?"

Gustavo found himself at a loss for words. Xavier had a point.

“Well, if that's your logic, she probably isn't interested in you either," said Gustavo.

Xavier shrugged.

“Eh, I was never intent on pursuing her anyway."

Gustavo was once again left speechless.

Meanwhile, Joann turned to Claudia and asked, “Who were those two guys?" Claudia glanced back and replied simply, “I just helped them out once.”

Joann nodded.

"Ah, alright then."

As their luggage began to circle on the conveyor belt, Joann halted Claudia.

“Hold on, Claudia. Your hands are made for playing the piano, not lugging suitcases around."

Claudia felt a touch awkward.

"So my hands are just for piano playing?"

"No, they're also for holding Mr. Dreskin's hands," Joann said with a chuckle.