Arabella Donovan had no idea that her speculations were fueling the furious, radical thoughts of the person standing behind her.
She was spending an awfully long time on this last artist, making him and everyone else around them tense up.
After a moment, Arabella Donovan finally spoke, her expression serious. "You're a composer?"
"I wouldn't dare call myself a composer. I'm just a songwriter."
To be fair, Joseph Hale's appearance wasn't particularly outstanding. He had a square face and plain features. Most importantly, his overly long hair obscured his eyes and brows—his only potentially captivating features. It made him look increasingly gloomy and introverted. He exuded an aura of listlessness. Combined with his genuinely reclusive personality, he came across as a total misfit.
