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.

“Rys, why did you write those characters for that unkempt jerk? Don’t you know that

calligraphy and painting was indeed not low. I was

had managed to emulate the artistic conception of his paintings. Although it was merely a hint, it was enough to attest to the unkempt

really can’t understand

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and at that moment, she suddenly felt a

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peculiar sensation began

was certain that the hand that had tugged at her clothes definitely did not belong to Emrys.

he really made a move, it wouldn’t just be tugging at her clothes. Instead, his hand would shift downwards, landing

preparing to unleash a back kick, a young, somewhat anxious

“Miss, save me!”

Hmm?

revealing an expression of

the one tugging at 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 crying.

saw the little girl.

left side. On the exposed patch of her fair shoulder was

That wasn’t blood.

have been something akin to

you

difficulties…”

girl. glance anxiously over her shoulder. Without a