Chapter 432:

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Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the room, he carefully opened the long mahogany box he had been holding.

In the bright, almost dazzling light, a painting lay nestled inside, its brilliance captivating the room.

“Ms. Clarke, here is the painting you requested,” Sherman said, gently lifting the artwork from its box. “It is the last surviving original by Mr. Gregory Lloyd, Mr. Kellan Lloyd’s grandfather.”

Allison paused. She hadn’t anticipated that the painting would be from Kellan’s late grandfather, Gregory.

It dawned on her that she had recognized the artist’s signature by coincidence, having seen a similar piece at the Lloyd family estate. That memory had led her to contact Kellan to borrow it, and now, standing before her was Gregory’s other work, a legacy that had withstood time.

“It’s my fault.” Keanu spoke softly, gripping his cane for support as a servant helped him approach the painting. “My old friend, Gregory, was a true artist, unparalleled in skill, yet by the time he passed, only these two paintings remained.”

His voice trailed off.

Gregory had spent his life laboring

he left behind a

grazed the canvas, he was transported

the chance to see another one of his

you, but this painting

the weight of the moment,

calm but serious tone, echoing Keanu’s concerns. “I

explaining the restoration process to Kellan, carefully outlining the

reference and even trace your painting. Despite our best efforts,

point, the unpredictable risks of the

painting was Gregory’s final masterpiece, felt a

not too late to change your

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