Chapter 113

The day after the art exhibition ended, Camila received the promised painting from Emily as a gift.

Sitting at her desk, Camila’s gaze remained fixed on the artwork, a troubled expression on her face. The painting was undoubtedly valuable, and she felt it was too generous a gift to accept. After much deliberation, she carefully cradled the painting and knocked on Connor’s office door.

“Come in,” came Connor’s voice from inside. Camila gently pushed open the door and entered. She approached Connor’s desk and gently placed the painting on it, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Mr. Connor.”

Connor looked up, his eyes flashing with surprise as he glanced at the painting on his desk. How did this painting end up here?

This painting was a gift from Ms. Emily, and it’s far too precious,” Camila explained.

Connor’s eyes lingered on the painting, his brow furrowing slightly. He remembered his father joking that this painting was a collaborative effort between him and his son. It was cherished and meant to one day adorn Connor’s child’s room.

Why would his mother give such an important painting to Camila?

was silent for a moment before looking up

but its value was more

and continued, “I tried to decline Ms. Emily’s generosity, but she insisted.

her? Tell her I’m very grateful,

you return it.” Connor’s voice was thoughtful, almost low. “It was her kind gesture. Keep it.”

“But…”

help you take it back to

“Thank

being pulled in directions she’d never anticipated, from a humble neighborhood to

a birthday party held by the elite socialite, Logan, and now owning

as she was lost in these thoughts, her phone rang, snapping her out of her reverie. “Hey, girl! I’m back from my business

fancy

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