Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 583:

The line read: Harm me, and you shall perish.

Each word was etched with precise strokes, the sharpness of the handwriting carrying a sense of foreboding urgency. This wasn’t just art; it was a masterpiece that reached into the soul.

And it had been created in a mere fifteen minutes.

Anyone who had ever studied painting knew the challenge of depicting human figures.

Lindy’s painting of the sunrise at the summit succeeded in creating an immersive experience, drawing viewers into the scene as though they were standing atop the mountain, basking in the golden rays of sunlight. However, it was clear she had taken a familiar path.

Sunrises and sunsets were sights many people cherished, moments they had personally experienced. This shared connection made it easy for viewers to resonate with Lindy’s work, evoking a sense of nostalgia and comfort.

Khloe’s painting, however, was in a realm of its own.

infused life into her figures, breathing a soul into the

changes in the world and human lives. Even those who had never set foot in an unfinished building felt its haunting emptiness through her art. The image seemed to echo lives

they were the woman on the canvas,

have a soul—it

under their eyes. The first glance revealed a stark, colorless scene. The second, a flood of vivid red. By the third,

begins

and scenery seemed to tell a different tale, expressing emotions uniquely tied to the

by shock and awe. No

This was Khloe’s creation?

deny it, to insist it was impossible. But he’d watched Khloe the entire time, her left hand methodically bringing the painting to life. No one

hands clenched tightly at his sides, his face

seemed to

eyes, filled with a mix of respect, envy, and astonishment, lingered on Khloe. After a

crowd.