Will You Marry Me, Again by Pear Heart

Chapter 269 The Painting

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“I’ll buy you this dress, Hope.” Maia smiled at Hope and gave her credit card to Ava.

Ava looked at her boss uncertainly. Victoria nodded and she proceeded to process the payment. Maia and Hope got out of the gowns and headed to Victoria’s studio upstairs.

Maia had to give it to Victoria. She was such a maniac when it came to designing gowns. Just about every tool a fashion designer needed was here, even the most unconventional ones.

“Did you add more to your collection of tools, Victoria?” Hope stared at the marble table. There were design works all over it, including some of which she had never seen before.

“I’m an excellent fashion designer.” Victoria praised herself and continued excitedly, “Allow me to show you around! I have a mind to buy the place next door and expand my studio!”

She proceeded to show them around. “How is it? Nice, huh? Don’t you think it’s more amazing compared to the last time you were here, Hope?”

“It’s certainly messier.‘

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“You’re itching for a beating, it seems. Hope!”

“Do I look like I’m scared of you, Victoria? Furthermore, Maia’s here too. You should watch out. We could gang up on you!”

Maia burst into laughter at the way they were joking with each other. Then, they walked across a long hallway. Maia stopped dead in her tracks when she saw one of the paintings.

It depicted an elegant lady leaning on the fence and looking into the distance. The expressions on her face are intriguing.

Maia stared at the painting for so long. The smile on her face vanished. Her brows furrowed, and her fists clenched tightly. She kept exerting pressure on her fingers and didn’t let up even if her polished nails dug into her flesh!

her. The lady in the painting

You seem to be lost in it!” Victoria looked at Maia

painting on the wall. “Did this

shaken, and asked, “Where did

student in a school for, the deaf gave it to

for the

of my high school friends teaches

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graduated. It’s an intriguing painting. From what I heard, the student captured the lady’s essence and sketched it out within half an

art like this. So, I bought it and

stared at the elegant lady in the painting. Her attire and her face, albeit slightly

That was Rita!

Maia down the stairs three years ago! Maia

The average person might not be able to recognize it, but Maia would not mistake Rita for someone else. How could

the longest time. Never in her wildest dreams would

was a meticulous person. There had not been a shred of evidence in the security footage from when she pushed Maia down the

there could not be any evidence left after a year from

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it at this moment. The hatred in her eyes was

Victoria’s shoulders. “Can I have the

“If you like it so much, it’s yours!” She moved

“Thank you, Victoria.” She had gotten more than

Rita was looking out the window when Maia was

still fresh to