Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"As for the secrets of the art gallery, I'm not just seeking a materialistic treasure cove. This is also my pursuit of the beauty of art. I believe the true value of art is more valuable than money could ever buy."

A mix of emotions flurried in lan's eyes. He seemed to be both surprised by me and felt that my determination was commendable.

This was the first time in many years that I felt like he was slightly impressed by me. Maybe because I've lived another life, that was why I could express what I wanted in the way I desired.

"Your courage and determination are commendable, Ms. Wiley. But remember, you're the one that had chosen this path. No matter if it will be a smooth path or one filled with thorns ahead of you, you'll have to bear with the consequences of your choice."

I stood up and bowed slightly, signifying my gratitude towards lan. "Thank you for your reminder and help, Mr. Grayson Senior. I'll be cautious with what I will do and will bear responsibility for my choices till the end.

"As for Ethan, I believe that as long as we share the same ideals, nothing will be able to keep us apart."

I turned and was about to leave the study. My heart was filled with hope and determination for the future like never before.

I believed that I could find answers with my capabilities. It would just be a matter of time. I had more than enough time.

voice suddenly rang

why I was willing to tell you all of these. However, whether you're able to be

course, I knew lan didn't comprise the entire Grayson family. Ethan had many relatives who were also intolerant of my presence because I couldn't bring the gains to these people like how they had desired. lan told me the answer but didn't name any

every stage of things

I took a deep breath and filled myself with fresh air from the outdoors. It almost felt like

as a warning and as a silent

that the path ahead of me would not be a smooth sailing one, but

yellowing photo album and glided my finger through every photo.

a lot of people who would assume that I was doing all of these for Jack, but what they didn't know was that my mom was an excellent artist once upon

give

both Jack and my mom had loved each other, and their love was loud and

The mundane of everyday life and the stress

in the long-lasting happiness and peace she desired, instead, she had slowly lost herself as time

I flipped through these old photos, could almost always feel the unfinished dreams and regrets that were evident in my mother's eyes. They were like. bright, shining star in