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Ly used her ass reluctantly "This painting is so lifelike. It's as if the orchids are blooming right before our eyes. The orchid branches are strong, and the faint green buds are just beginning to sprout. It wwwe too perfect to be considered a discarded work. It would be a whame to waste it on Grand Princess Eleanor."

it's fine Kyle loves painting orchids, so there are plenty of orchid paintings, so many that we don't even have space for them in the study. By the way, make sure to send one to the king as well," Carissa replied. Salvador greatly admired Kyle and had a collection of his

calligraphy. However, he did not have any of Kyle's orchid paintings, which were worth a fortune. Since Carissa had them in abundance, presenting Kyle's work to Salvador would be a gesture of goodwill, and it would allow her to manage Rafael's connections.

The questions Salvador asked at Serenity Palace had made her a bit uneasy. Thus, using Kyle's painting as a way to gauge the situation seemed like a reasonable strategy. It would also convey her and Rafael's goodwill toward the king.

Lily and a few others searched through the storeroom for quite a while before coming to the conclusion that the orchid painting was indeed the most suitable choice. If they gave Eleanor gold or silver, it would only provoke laughter. Eleanor's taste was known to be pretentious, and she wasn't necessarily skilled at appreciating true

art.

Discovering a pile of handkerchiefs at the bottom of a box, Pearl spread one out and stifled a laugh.

"What's this? Haha, the embroidery is so ugly. How did this end up here?"

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rushed over and yanked the handkerchief away, stuffing it back into the box. "Don't take it

had already noticed and walked over to examine one of the handkerchiefs. The embroidery

the branches were crooked and the leaves resembled worms. Another handkerchief, presumably meant to depict a rose, was so poorly executed that

earth was

should have

who embroidered this?" Carissa

her a

with a shocked expression. "Did I

to learn embroidery, I taught you. After a month of practice, you produced so many handkerchiefs like these. Madam Sinclair couldn't bear to throw them away, so she stored

her handiwork? Staring at the oddly shaped handkerchiefs, she felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if she had seen

Ah, she remembered now.

a handkerchief that was just as ugly as these ones to wipe his mouth. Wat could

asked, 'Lily, did I ever give these

the family received one, nouding your parents and brothers. You even gav

give any to the marshal... the