Chapter 430:

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Louis, lost in thought, quietly replied, “I don’t know. Or maybe… I never really knew her.”

He watched the flurry of activity at the table, his expression unreadable.

Memories of their three years together flashed before his eyes—how the house had been filled with small trinkets and art pieces that he had never taken the time to understand or appreciate. He’d always dismissed her interests, never bothering to learn more.

It was only now that Louis realized the signs had been there all along, right in front of him, hidden in plain sight. He had never noticed.

It was like… he had let something precious slip through his fingers without even realizing it.

The weight of that realization hit him hard, sinking deep into his chest. His breath caught, the air in the room feeling thick and suffocating. A sharp pain throbbed in his heart, and he almost couldn’t breathe.

As the minutes passed, the restoration efforts advanced significantly, yet new challenges arose at every turn.

area, but it may compromise the painting’s authenticity,” Roderick remarked,

bore the scars of rain damage, with stains of varying depths marring its surface. Some corners had

conflicted as he

is your gateway to

smoothing out a section of the painting that

area now lay flat and smooth, as though it

left everyone in awe, particularly given her use of traditional

the task, a crowd gathered

come up with this technique on your own, or did

could you break down

whenever you’re free, I’d love to

I have a few extremely tricky pieces that

contain his frustration, raised his voice. “Did any of you hear what

chatter fell silent, and Allison’s gaze shifted to a corner of

where the artist had inscribed

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