Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 769 Little Girl

Even Emerentius, a recognized calligrapher and painter, approved the calligrapher and painter. Who would dare to criticize him?

Those who spoke ill were people who didn’t understand the appreciation of art.

Without a doubt, the value of the unkempt man would skyrocket in time. The worth of his work would also instantly surge to an astonishing degree.

This was what they called a business opportunity.

The unkempt man’s heart fluttered with excitement. He naturally couldn’t miss such a splendid opportunity and quickly decided to collaborate with the man with slicked–back hair.

Emrys himself probably never anticipated that the casual words he gifted would give birth to a future master of calligraphy and painting, second only to Emrys himself in the world of arts and literature.

This was what people considered fate.

A person of such excellence that they shone, even their most casual actions could bring great opportunities to others, directly altering the course of their lives.

This was also why, when Ameera initially found out that Emrys was Azure King’s will inheritance, she was determined to establish a close relationship with Emrys.

Yelena, puzzled, asked, “Rys, why did you write those characters for that

and painting was indeed not low. I was moved for a

conception of his paintings. Although it was merely a hint, it was enough to attest to the

really can’t understand

Foto from.

that moment, she suddenly felt a tug on her clothes

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peculiar sensation began to stir

at her clothes definitely

just be tugging at her clothes. Instead,

kick, a young, somewhat

“Miss, save me!”

Hmm?

brows, revealing an

her clothes was a little girl who appeared to be around twelve or thirteen years old. Her eyes were red and swollen, indicating that she had just been

the little

little girl’s round collar, specifically to the left side. On the exposed patch of her fair shoulder was a touch of

That wasn’t blood.

have been something akin to a

are you encountering

difficulties…”

glance anxiously over her shoulder. Without a chance to say a word, the,