“You’re right. I can do anything for Christopher.” I placed my hand on my heart and cast a gentle gaze downward. My eyes were smiling. “Having met Christopher is the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. He’s the one who made me realize the purpose of this life. He’s my source of hope, my motivation. Come what may, I’m not afraid. I’ll do anything for him.”

 

Lyle was astounded. He guffawed at my expression. “I’m jealous of Christopher. Maybe you’ll find this amusing, but I really envy him. Yvonne, would you do the same if it was me who had gone missing?”

 

he asking another hypothetical question? If he had asked me the same question back then, I’d refute him without any hesitation. However, he has helped me tremendously this time. Christopher and I owe him one. I changed my tone of voice and answered politely, “You don’t understand. You probably have never

that’s kind to me. Just like how you saved me when I was pushed into the pool. At that time, I told myself that I’ll treat you with utmost gratitude because you

one who saved me right before I was assaulted by the thugs. Without him, I don’t exist. I won’t get to be a new school artist nor have the chance to produce the Autumnal Panorama. Lyle, thanks for everything. Let’s continue to

and chuckled. Moments later, he said, “Forget about being friends. Let’s do something more practical. Once we get Christopher out of here, you can get him to offer the Smiths more profitable projects as a way to repay me. It’s nice to be a

well, let it be. This may be the best for both of

you?” Looking at me,

 

much I have. What else can I give you?

paint one for Christopher at the National Youth Art Exhibition and Contest? I want one too. His was entitled ‘Hope’.

“Okay!”

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