Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 670

Owen Reynolds took a long, hard look at the object before him. It was supposed to be a human figure, but all it really had was a vague, borderline shape of a person.

Forget about facial features or any semblance of expression; it was devoid of any detail.

Owen was brutally honest, "...This feels a bit half-hearted. I can't recognize it."

A glance around the stall revealed that all the clay figures shared the same, peculiar style distinctly unattractive in a very specific way.

The stall itself was odd, unmanned save for a tripod holding up a smartphone, its back camera facing them.

Roseanne pondered for a moment, "It's a bit rough, but from this angle, it kind of looks like... Cupid?" As soon as she finished speaking, a young man suddenly popped up from behind the stall.

Literally popped up, as if spring-loaded, snapping to attention.

"Lady, you actually recognized my sculpture?!" The young man's eyes sparkled with excitement. Heaven above, he finally found someone who understood his art.

Roseanne was slightly taken aback, "It's actually Cupid?"

"Yes, yes!" The man nodded fervently, "You're the first to see what my work is about, oh... I'm so touched!" Uh...

Roseanne, "Even though your sculpting of shapes and features is... quite lacking, the overall outline does hint at something. Are you into abstract art?"

The man's mood swung from touched to stone-faced in a second, asking her, "...Are you here to mock me?"

Roseanne, "..."

Owen Reynolds, "She's not wrong though, it is pretty abstract."

The man, "??"

says things so bluntly

his online fame as the top clay sculptor on a platform with two million followers, known for

"Just keep at it, and maybe the facial features will

they know, the live stream was

this lady? Spot on with her comments. I could almost see

been hit with reality? Why can't he accept

time it's different. The lady gave him hope, then smacked him hard.

her knows how to twist the knife without even breaking

say, this couple

of Elite Business

looks the part, he

spike in his

"Mack," the stall owner,

end Reynolds around

to keep Roseanne ander

make you both a couple's sculpture, how

her

"Why not?"

I can't face

Mack, "..."

Live stream:

dying, she's

bet Mack's face says 'I wish I were

not be great with

dislikes onions

I'm going to die laughing

logic is impeccable, truly. She's

to show you today! Don't worry, it's