Chapter 128

Today was the day of the art exhibition.

Madelyn, of course, had not forgotten about it and had gotten up early to prepare. She put on a

white cashmere coat, a long black knitted skirt with plush long trousers beneath as the weather today was gloomy and below zero degrees.

The weather at Ventropolis of late was like a roller coaster and was very volatile. Frost had already formed on the flower beds at the villa. The maple leaves had still been green the day before, but after just a single night, they had turned red.

The white frost alone made Madelyn feel a little chilly. She lowered her face and buried it inside her scarf, her cheeks slightly red.

‘I wonder if it’ll snow today.’

As soon as the taxi arrived, Madelyn quickly opened the door and got inside.

She did not like to have people waiting for her, so she left half an hour earlier. By the time she arrived, there was already a long queue at the exhibition entrance, everyone with a ticket in hand.

A Cayenne drove in about ten minutes after Madelyn arrived.

Ethan saw through the car window Madelyn who was jumping up and down and smiled. “Let’s get off here then.”

“Alright, Master Ethan,” Leyton said.

‘If I’d known it would be this cold, I would have worn more socks. It’s freezing.’

“Miss Madelyn…”

A familiar voice soon called out to Madelyn from behind. When she turned around, she saw George and the person in the wheelchair.

Ethan smiled. “Sorry for the wait.”

“It’s fine, I just arrived not too long ago myself. Let’s go.”

“Miss Madelyn…” George called out to her. “We won’t be joining you, so please take care of Master Ethan.”

be answering the phone as he

left by then, leaving

your care.” he

cold dressing up so little? It might snow today. Are your

she touched his hand. It was as cold as a block of ice.

pulled out a black leather glove from her bag. She had originally planned to give it to Zach, but Jadie had gifted him one in advance, so Madelyn had tossed it into her cupboard in a fit of anger. Little did she know

open, and he slid his hand in. She

She gave

of like this before, as usually people would only do things for him after he had told

warm. If your hands get cold, just

never seen such

he said, so Madelyn showed him the puffy cute gloves on her hand. “I have a

“Okay.”

wheelchair from behind and then stopped.

around Ethan’s neck. “I invited you here, and now the weather’s getting really cold, so don’t you get

freezing, and would make sure that he wore

needed to wear the next day and hang them up so that he would not need to look for them in the morning. He would often throw his stuff all over the place, and then have trouble finding them afterwards. How could he? She was the one cleaning up the whole

long as it concerned Zach, Madelyn had always done her best. She had worried for ten odd years about a man who did

of taking care of people still had not changed at

was afraid of

was air conditioning in the exhibition hall, and it was not too cold. As she looked at the paintings, Madelyn kept

had an almost lifelike warmth. Be it the landscape, portraits, all of them looked

and there were guards standing everywhere, not allowing people to get too close. This was because every single one of these paintings here could go for

art

“Do you

them?” Ethan

first saw his art when I was eight. I climbed up onto my mother’s book rack and it collapsed, so I was buried in a pile of books and saw a picture from

Every stroke exuded the extreme cold of the Arctic, and he somehow managed to pull it off. He’s just that amazing!

said. “You’ll definitely see it. You can achieve

snapped herself out of her daze. “Ah, whatever, it’s been so long since then. anyway. Being

me.”

going through the first level there were still two more floors above. They were tired, so they sat at the

you need to go to the toilet?” she

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