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?

back. Connor was silent for a moment before looking up at Camila, his voice

She loved the painting, but its value was more than she

tried to decline Ms. Emily’s generosity, but she insisted. Now that

Tell her I’m very grateful, but I

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

“But…”

that for now. I’ll help you take it back

nodded. “Thank you.”

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

coincidences and opportunities, like meeting Rita, attending a birthday party held by the elite socialite, Logan, and

thoughts, her phone rang, snapping her out of her reverie. “Hey, girl! I’m back from my business trip! Dinner tomorrow night?” Erica’s voice

course! I’ll treat you to a fancy dinner!” Camila

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