My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Arianna, what do you think of this painting? We bought it in a charity auction in Gerland. It was worth 6.8 million dollars," Sawyer said while looking at the oil painting.

With the Clark family's background, it was not surprising that they spent so much on a gift. Perhaps I was innately inartistic, I couldn't understand why one would convert a few million worth of assets into a piece of paper that could be easily destroyed.

Out of courtesy, I accepted it with a smile, saying, "It looks great. Is this a country-styled painting?"

My ability to observe and appreciate paintings was limited, so I could only try to do my best to say as little as I could.

"This painting is known as Summer Day Walk!" A shocked expression revealed itself on Raiya's face as she exclaimed, "Have you forgotten? It's your painting!"

"What?" I was confused. "My painting?"

"That's right." Raiya nodded and continued, pleased, "Sawyer said that it was fate to have run into your artwork across the Atlantic Ocean. Buying it as a gift and gifting it to you will not only be charitable but wil win your favour as well."

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not draw. I didn't want to affect your mood in the middle of a honeymoon, so I made up a lie. I'm sorry, honey." Raiya was anxious. "What? Why didn't you say so earlier? If that's the case, doesn't that

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else could it be?" A voice drifted over from the bathroom. "I was puking my lungs out. My lifespan has shortened just by visiting

heard

other as he walked up to us. "Your painting is worthless, but art itself is priceless. Once they settle a

went blank for a second. Only then

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caught wind of that, I would be charged with assisting in