Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Not far away, Matthew handed the bouquet back to Lila, saying something that made her smile.

Kieran's gaze remained indifferent. "Cole, does that man look familiar to you?"

Cole froze for a moment.

What does he mean by that? Wasn't that Matthew?

They weren't exactly close, but he definitely knew who he was, and so did Kieran.

But Kieran never asked pointless questions.

Cole thought for a few seconds but couldn't quite figure out what Kieran was getting at.

In the end, he decided to just answer honestly. "That's Matthew Quincy, an artist under Magi Pictures. Cedric assigned him to Madam, but from what I know, she's pretty busy, so most of her artists are managed by Ethan. Do you have any instruction regarding him, Mr. Morgan?"

He glanced at Kieran, whose expression was cold as ice, making it impossible to read his thoughts.

"Don't you think he looks a lot like Bryce?" Kieran asked.

Hearing that, Cole turned back toward Matthew and studied him carefully.

After a moment, he nodded. "Now that you mention it... yeah, there is a resemblance. Mr. Robinett has the classic Robinett family features, and Matthew's facial structure does look similar to his. But their overall demeanor is completely different."

After all, they had grown up in vastly different environments. Jasmine had always been strict with Bryce, while Matthew had been left to fend for himself.

He carried the resilience of someone who had survived on his own, but the harshness of his surroundings had also shaped him, giving him a contradictory yet distinct personality.

his gaze and said

wanted to thank Madam. If it weren't for her, he'd

knows you and Madam have a strong, loving marriage. No matter how bold that kid is,

glance at Kieran. His

coolly, his eyes dropping to the document in his

Lila had already said goodbye to Matthew

seeing that, Cindy couldn't help but smile as well. Noticing the flowers in Lila's arms, she complimented them.

I picked them out just for Kieran."

that, Cindy's smile grew even

to be

bouquet on the table, planning to give it to

while, playing with Nova. By now, the little cat was completely at

for a bit,

through her

warmly. "Sir, you're back. Long

his gaze drifting toward the

went upstairs to shower," Cindy informed him, then picked up the bouquet from the table and held it out. "Oh, right, Madam

sneve

falling on the sunflowers

Bright, cheerful, and warm.

somehow, he didn't feel

noticed he wasn't reaching for them

carrying a faint hint of mockery. "Put them

a vase."