Chapter 435:

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“We’ve saved 95% of the painting. That’s still a victory,” he added, trying to offer some solace.

But Allison remained silent, deep in thought, her chin resting on her hand.

She wasn’t ready to surrender.

After a long pause, she picked up the magnifying glass once more and turned her attention to the other painting—a winter landscape.

Her eyes narrowed as she spotted it: beneath the frozen lake, in the pupil of a fish, a single, delicate snowflake lay hidden within the blackness.

The precision, the detail—it was unmistakable. Gregory’s finishing touch, his unspoken masterpiece.

smiled, finally exhaling the breath she didn’t

still a chance. I think I can restore

flooding the room. Allison

the colors

“On it!”

buzzed with anticipation as Allison prepared

could begin, Melany, who had been watching from the sidelines, shot up from

of unease through her. She buried the feeling quickly, steeling herself with a practiced calm. This wasn’t her first time confronting Allison in

Melany began, her voice

the room’s benefit as much as it was for Allison. Melany needed to apply subtle pressure—planting a seed of doubt,

attempting—embedding one painting within another—is rare and delicate, developed by Gregory Lloyd himself. Are you sure you can pull it off? Even the experts said it was a miracle to get this far. Sometimes, knowing when to stop is the wiser choice. You don’t want to push yourself too hard.” Her voice softened with

it could ruin the entire piece. I’m only reminding you, Allison, sometimes it’s best to know when to walk

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