Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 239

I took a deep breath and decided to talk to Mr. Mitchell on an even deeper level. I hoped that I could touch the passion and commitment to garden architecture that was in his heart.

"Mr. Mitchell, do you know something? I've always felt that gardens aren't just made up of architecture and plants. It's more like a moving painting, a world that's rich with emotions and stories.

"As a master of Napellan paintings, you must be able to understand even more about the allure of a perfect merging between art and practicality," I looked intently at Mr. Mitchell, hoping that he could see my dedication and hunger for this project in my eyes.

After Mr. Mitchell heard this, there was a flash in his eyes. He put his teacup down and seemed to sink in deep thought. I lanew that I had touched a sensitive spot. Experts in the academic world wouldn't care about money. That was just a worldly thing to them. They were like drifting icebergs who needed someone who understood them to reach out, I could make them feel understood, and I could also fulfill his wishes.

"Evelyn, you're right. Gardens are paintings and a separate world on their own. Many projects now only see the commercial value of it, but they neglect its value as a piece of art. This pains me." Mr. Mitchell's voice was full of resignation and emotion.

the opportunity and continued, "We don't just want to build a building for the Southcliff Shire project. We want to create a traditional Napelian garden that also contains modemized technology and is rich with our country's traditions. We need artists like you to

in Mr. Mitchell's eyes. He looked at me and said nothing for a

that I was halfway to success. However, I needed a final

Mirchell, I wish to leam design from you. Although I'm not a professional, I hope that this project can become the most glorious case study in my future graduation thesis so

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such excellent, advanced gardens, I'm sure that the success of this project

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and determination have persuaded me. I

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that with Mr. Mitchell's addition, the Southcliff Shire project would succeed for sure. It would definitely become an important vessel to pass down and to spread traditional Napelian culture. However, he suddenly sighed. "I'm very sorry, but although I have the heart to do it, I don't have the