Chapter 424:

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Beneath her traditional dress, bruises from yesterday’s beating ached, a secret she hid well. The dress was supposed to impress Keanu, but now it felt more like armor — a mask to hide her shame.

She despised Allison. She hated her with all her body and soul. No matter what she did, Allison always seemed one step ahead, leaving her trapped in her shadow.

“I’m curious, Allison — do you really think your skills surpass Mr. Sugden’s? Are you so confident you can find his mistakes?”

The challenge was as sharp as broken glass, designed to cut deep.

Louis, not one to be left out, chimed in with a mocking grin. “Exactly. We can restore sixty percent of the painting. So, Ms. Clarke, what can you do? Seventy? Maybe eighty?”

her, but Allison didn’t flinch. Not even an inch. Her eyes remained

Bang!

the table, rattling the objects

disbelieving, as if the absurdity of her claim had shattered something inside him. “What did you just say? Ninety-five?! Now that’s rich! You must be delusional to boast like that.

the growing certainty that the woman standing before him was

Mr. FrameMaker restore a painting just like this one,” Louis declared, the memory vivid in his mind. “He worked tirelessly for seven days and nights. Even then, he only managed to restore about ninety percent

— how could Allison, this seemingly ordinary woman, possibly outdo one of the most renowned restorers in the world? But Allison didn’t flinch. Instead, she met his stare with a cool, unwavering gaze. “So?” she asked, her tone sharp as a scalpel. “Can’t

felt his face burn with

kind of talent FrameMaker did, he wouldn’t be standing here, stuck

that? Out loud?

hedged, his voice losing some

smiles. She could see right through him. The man

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