Chapter 155 A Painting

Ideen struggled with an avondant personality, using avoidance as a coping mechanism in the face of emotional turmoil to alleviate her anxiety During moments of pain and discomfor she sought solace m solitude, finding prace with the tranquility of her heart or even relying on forgetfulness for relief

She also desired to confront her issues, but fear held her back Both the environment and the atmosphere surrounding her could trigger psychological unease

Thus, she preferred solitude. Even when Jasper attempted to approach her, coaxing her to step out of her comfort zone, she just couldn’t bring herself to do it.

In the Smith residence, aside from mealtimes, Eileen spent most of her time alone in her room, engrossed in her hobbies,

Whether it was drawing, studying, or listening to music, she enjoyed being alone and avoided. interacting with anyone.

In Primas Plaza, Quinton brought Eileen a cake from Bamboo Palace. “Take a break and have something to eat.”

Setting aside the golf club, Eileen took a few sips of water and accepted the cake from his hand. “Thank you.”

“I’ve noticed you’ve been a bit off all morning. Have something sweet. It might cheer you up a bit. Quinton suggested.

Eileen gave a slight smile. “How did you figure it out?”

Quinton picked up the thermal mug next to him and took a sip. “It’s not hard for me to tell when it comes to you. When bad things happen to some people, their emotions will show on their faces. Most of the time, they will vent their dissatisfaction through physical activities.”

“Perhaps I have been too stressed out by my studies and extracurricular classes lately that I don’t have time to myself to do what I enjoy doing,” Eileen explained.

Quinton crossed his left leg over his right, resting his folded hands on his knee, nodding in agreement. “Hmm, indeed. Stress can be rough. But don’t you find anything you’re doing enjoyable?”

Eileen thought for a while and said, “There’s nothing I particularly enjoy. My father never allows me to do anything I like.”

“Do you like drawing? I have a painting here, Would you like to take a look?”

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Etuinton lifted lax wrist to dik, his watch and realized the class was over. Come with t

Quinton guided her to his private other on the per floor, leading her into a rest area A pating, about three meters in length was concealed beneath a black cloth Quinton moved toward to unved the artwork saying. Don’t mad the mess in the room”

at all In reality his room was impeccably dean, almost untouched, as if it hadn’t been phaboned for

was utterly astounded by the masterpiece before her. This this is Night of Stars by Ira Gogh? But I thought it was lost to the

possessing the ability to captivate the world. Despite her artistic brilliance, she never made public appearances, and the only fact the public knew about her was

she never produced another

suggesting that she

was aware

it’s genuine or a replica. Could you examine it for

and joy welled up in Eileen’s heart. “May I take a longer look?”

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be described as unparalleled in the world. Whether it was the colors or the imagery, it seemed as real as life itself, as if one could

once before; this was the second

an hour later, she concluded that it was indeed the authentic

real

“Are you sure?”

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“Looks be But

he to me ther all at how do you know this is the real deal

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laugh If your say it true then Thelieve

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must owe you his life (wherwise anyone who knows the value of this painting wouldn’t give it away so easily Id feel ashamed

it, I owe someone a favor.

you re right”

it is a life-saving favor, right”

enough talking. Let’s go get something to eat. I haven’t been back for a while and I heard there are quite a few new dishes. Shall we try them

“Okay,” Eileen replied.

the age of thirteen and had been acquainted with him. for five years. Throughout this time, Quinton consistently maintained a comfortable. distance, never crossing any boundaries. Sometimes when she was in a bad mood, he would try to cheer her up in a manner that felt neither abrupt nor intrusive, just like how he shared the

actually something he

to the restaurant and

spot.

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