Meanwhile, at the Zilian Villa…

The moment was tranquil yet charged with creative energy.

Maria stood before the desk, admiring the breathtaking landscape painting that lay before her.

The mountains in the painting stood tall and mighty, winding their way around Dr.

Simmons Lake, which was depicted in its full rippling glory.

It was a sight to behold.

Maria stretched out her slender fingers, tapping the thickest part of the painting with a lightness akin to a dragonfly.

Feeling no stickiness, she gazed at her white fingertips, relieved to see no ink stains.

The painting was dry.

With utmost care, she mounted the painting onto a prepared scroll, the golden frame shining in the sunlight.

Once it was rolled up, she secured it with a silk ribbon.

Marius’s voice echoed from outside the door.

“Miss, may I come in?”

Maria replied with a clear and concise “Yes…”

Marius, slightly hunched over, stumbled in, catching a glimpse of the magnificent landscape painting that now hung on the wall.

He exclaimed, “Congratulations, Miss, on your masterpiece!”

Maria, nonchalant in her response, replied, “It’s not a masterpiece.”

Looking up at Marius, she asked, “What can I do for you?”

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should this old slave accompany you there?” Mr. Cross

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it’s confirmed that Claudia

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as she responded, “You can’t be

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to verify if there’s anything wrong

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hummed in agreement before adding, “Tell Mr.

Michelle can

replied obediently,

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“Okay, that’s all.

leave now,” Maria

“Understood, Miss.

Marius bowed

to clutch the scroll with both hands as she walked towards the long table where her father’s spiritual tablet

bright, paying tribute

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