#220 “The Past is Calling Me.”

Excitement filled the room as everyone gathered around the deciphered message revealed by Sophia.

“Trafalgar Square, London WC2N 5DN; Apollo and Daphne,” Sophia announced, her voice tinged with anticipation.

“Do you know what this place is?” she inquired, turning to her companions.

“That’s the address of the National Gallery,” Benjamin responded promptly, his eyes lighting up with recognition.

“And what about Apollo and Daphne?” Sophia pressed further, eager to unravel the mystery.

“It’s a painting,” Becky interjected.” I’ve heard of it before.”

Sophia’s mind raced with possibilities as she considered the significance of the message. Why would her grandfather lead her to a renowned painting in one of London’s most prestigious art galleries? What secrets could it hold?

“I think we should definitely check it out,” Sophia suggested, her voice filled with determination.

“But what do you expect to find there?” Benjamin questioned, his curiosity piqued.

Sophia hesitated, contemplating her response. “I’m not sure,” she admitted. “But there’s something about this painting, about Apollo and Daphne, that my grandfather wanted me to see.”

“Perhaps there’s a hidden message within the artwork itself,” Becky proposed, her eyes alight with excitement. “Art has a way of conveying truths that words cannot express.”

to do, Sophia, are you going to steal the painting?”

a mischievous grin. “If I have to,”

they were in front of the gallery, Sophia’s phone rang. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat as she saw Alexander’s name flash across her phone screen. With a quick glance at

her, his

be honest, Mr. Stone, I slept very well last night,” she confessed, a hint of mischief in her

did you see the end? Where I accuse my father of lying and claim to have proof? ” he asked, his

God, Alexander,” she exclaimed. “You acted with your head first,

that, my love,” Alexander

of admiration for her fiancé’s resilience in the face of adversity. “What should I do with you?” she

least I won’t look bad in front of the

to the events of the past few days. “Not yet, but I’m working on

to fill Alexander in on the discovery of her grandfather’s apartment and the enigmatic diaries that held

in front of the gallery?”

a sense of

anything reckless or dangerous,” Alexander pleaded, his concern for her safety palpable even over

worry, I won’t,” she

tenderly before they bid each other

her phone and rejoined Benjamin and Becky, ready to uncover the secrets hidden within the walls of the

in a lively discussion about a painting. Their heads were bent close, their hands gesturing animatedly, and Sophia couldn’t help but smile

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