Chapter 822 A Gift For Loved One

Jean was already home when Neera arrived.

He left the auction before it had concluded.

When he saw the box in Neera’s arms, he asked knowingly, “Is that the painting you got from the

auction?”

Neera nodded. Her eyes twinkled with delight.

“Yup, do you want to see it?” she asked.

Jean nodded. “Sure.”

They reached into the box and pulled out the painting. The couple admired it for a while.

Jean’s gaze was still fixed on the painting when he casually inquired, “Did you get anything else?”

“Not really,” Neera said, “but Avery did. He won a set of jewelry. He claimed it was a gift. Given his

determination, it must be for someone he likes.”

Jean found her casual remark suspicious. His face grew darker when he heard this.

He didn’t say much but gently stroked her hair.

must be tired after such a long day. Take a

right. Neera

going upstairs,” she yawned, covering

then went

to his room as

the light right away after

eyes adjusted. He then walked to the balcony and gazed

reason, he felt the urge to light up a cigarette.

of cigarettes. He went back out to the balcony, lit up,

smoking, he could have done so if he wanted

up when he was feeling tired,

in quite some time.

exhaled it slowly, like a veil that hid

however, remained as sharp as ever. It saw through the haze

someone else and that the jewelry isn’t a gift for Neera. Whether the Bartitsu Guild or any other family that gets in my way,

still damp, and she didn’t

heated up two cups of milk in the kitchen, drank one, and brought the other

Jean.

of smoke met her nostrils as she entered

the balcony. A question popped into her

“Did

you smoke?”

had not expected her to visit him

instinctively lied, “No, Ian

all. Ian was someone she had known for a long time,

him smoking.

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