As Lilly soared through the air, carrying Lawrence with her, his heart swelled with exhilaration. It felt like riding a roller coaster in his younger days—a thrilling and exciting sensation.

When the wheelchair finally came to a stop, Lawrence’s heart continued to pound, but he felt considerably better overall.

“Thank you, young lady!” Lawrence happily patted Lilly’s hand.

Just then, David caught up, panting with his hands on his knees. “How did you both run so fast…”

Lilly pointed to the remote control in her hand. “Just press this button, and it’s good to go.”

David hesitated. “Uh…”

It turned out the wheelchair had malfunctioned and needed to be replaced. David immediately contacted someone to bring a new wheelchair.

Frowning and pouting, Lawrence said, “No need to change it; I think it’s just fine.”

David disagreed, still shaken by the previous experience. What if something happened with a wheelchair that fasts in the future?

Lilly opened her mouth as if to say something but ended up lightly touching her nose instead.

Gilbert noticed her guilty expression and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Before long, a new wheelchair arrived, accompanied by a woman in her mid-twenties.

“Mr. Lambert!” she exclaimed upon seeing Lawrence and hurriedly approached him.

It was Lawrence’s talented protégé, Violet—a renowned Impressionist painter who had already gained international acclaim at such a young age.

Lawrence hadn’t seen her in a while and was pleased to see her. “Violet, come here. This is your junior, Lilly.”

familiar with Lilly. Three years ago, Lawrence had taken in the young

and he didn’t bring Lilly

approached Anthony, claiming to take Lilly under

Anthony had rejected her

had been resentful

“So, you’re Lilly. I haven’t had a chance to meet you, but from now on, I’ll take care

uncomfortable, but Violet’s words didn’t seem to have any obvious flaws. Surely, no one would think

said, “Lilly, this is my first disciple, a talented one indeed. She’s your senior,

some reason, Lilly inexplicably thought

the little girl awkwardly said, “Hello, Auntie

smile froze for a moment; being called

called

shy, Violet smiled, didn’t say anything, and simply

right? I’ll be relying on you for

a little mischievous,

replied, “It’s not a trouble at all,

watch, he said, “Mr. Lambert, let’s go inside for now. My

Lawrence nodded.

a barely noticeable gleam of

Anthony was coming too!

She had guessed right!

mentioning the need to replace the wheelchair, so she impulsively decided to come and

It was all destiny!

artist but also a talented woman admired by everyone in the industry. She was beautiful herself, and her family background

worthy of her, except for Mr. Anthony

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