Chapter 110
“Help!” Carole shouted as loud as she could, yelling outside. “Thief!”
Winona frowned, appearing worried. “Quiana, you’d better leave now. Breaking into the manor and messing with Mr. Wilson’s painting. When the time comes, no one will be able to help you.”
Quiana simply replied, “Oh.”
As if she hadn’t heard a word they said, the continued doing whatever she wanted.
She didn’t care about them at all.
“You.” Carole was furious, her eyes darkened. “Quiana, this is my house.”
Quiana remained indifferent.
Carole gritted her teeth. “You’re finished.”
The grudge from the mall a few days ago,
determined to settle it today.
“Guards Carole called out
“What are you shouting for? So ingiolite Elliott ge a displeased reprimand
Just as she was shouting, an old voice suddenly came from outside the
“Granilpial” Catole was startled and hurried forward. “Grandpa, a thief broke into your yard and even messed with your painting”
Winona’s expression changed slightly, and she stepped back to watch the drama
Elliot frowned, “Who would dare touch my pain
painting?
Carole pointed toward the gazebo. “Her”
Eliott looked over and set the girl’s eyes
was mai ntarily surprised.
Carole thought he was angry and cried out, accusingly. “Grandpa, it’s this girl. The other day, when I was buying you a gift, she almost pushed me down the stains.”
Elliott acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing, striding toward the gazebo, clearly excited. “I thought you wouldn’t come.”
Quiana raised an eyebrow. “Since I’m in Janviette, I thought I’d stop by.”
Elliott had stayed in the main hall and hadn’t soon har. “Why didn’t you come through the front entrance?”
Quiana replied slowly. “Too many people.”
Elliott chuckled. “You’re something else.”
The two of them seemed very familiar with each other.
Winona and Carole looked shocked and in disbeliel
Carole stepped forward. “Grandpa, she messed with your painting.”
Elliot looked at the stone table, where a drawing of flowers in the pond was on the paper.
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added to the side.
It looked simple, but it was done in one stroke, showing incredible skill.
He shook the paper gently and smiled. “Your painting skills haven’t declined at all. Do you
This reaction left Carote stunned, “Grandpa, you’re not angry?”
Elliott was confused. “Why would I be upset?”
Carole pointed at Quiana, “She
essed with your painting”
o you practice often?”
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Elliott frowned. “So what if the did? if it’s ruined, I just paint it again.”
Carole was stunned again, disbelief in her eyes
Everyone in the Wilson family, from the
the servants, know that one could touch Elliott’s paintings, even Carole wasn’t allowed.
ne seemed happy..
But now, Quiana had scribbled on it, and Carole wasn’t just ar
Winow, who was expecting Quiana to get ca got and scolded, couldn’t ballo
for all go out now,” Elliott instructed, sloping them away and frowning
“Gratelpa,” Carole snapped back to reality and pulled
at she was seeing either.
they didn’t move. “What?”
in my deskmate, Winona, the one I told you about before.”
Elliott glanced at her. “The fake daughter from
pesem family pr
Winona’s body tensed up.
Carole gave her a book, “Winona, show your painting to Leanäps
Winona quickly revealed it. “Mi, Wilson, I want to be your student?
It was a vormilion bind,
Its broad wings spread with detailed red feathers, wrapped in blazing flames
Behind it lay a scene of ruins and desolation.
It was majestic, overwhelming, dark, and oppressive.
It seemed ready to burst out and continue its destruction.
Just looking at it, one could almost feel the heat it radiated.
Carole’s eyes sparkled in amazement. “Winona, you’re incredible”
However, Elliot frowned and looked at Quiana isn’t this the one
you painted four years ago?”
Carole was taken aback, wondering if she had misheard. “Grandpa, what did you say?”
Quiana gave a casual glance and said, “Oh, I wasn’t satisfied with it, so I sold it to make some money for the family.”
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