FreeNovelChapter 419: She doubted she could be of any help.
"But you've seen it!" Keanu wasn't going to let her off that easily. "It's the lotus painting in my study! You once called the artist a modern genius!" His excited tone made Allison pin it in her mind.
She froze. The lotus painting? Oh my...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was one of the few pieces she had encountered during her earlier years that truly inspired her works. The thought of such a masterpiece being destroyed hit her hard. A pang of regret twisted inside her.
"Allison, I'm begging you. This painting is really important to me. I only need you to help restore a small part that was completely ruined." "Okay, okay," Allison relented. "I can try. I'll cover. Wait for me. I'll be there soon." Half an hour later, at the Stevens family's house...
Allison adjusted the crisp white shirt tucked beneath her black overalls. Every fold was pressed perfectly, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions she tried to suppress. Keanu, standing by the entrance with his cane, spotted her before she could even knock. He hurried forward, his steps uneven but eager.
"Allison, I've been waiting ages to see you." "I'll do my best to restore the painting," she assured him, slipping her arm beneath his to help him as they walked inside.
G☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐hosts the latest Despite her disdain for most of the Stevens family, Keanu had always been different-kind and warm, treating her more like a granddaughter than anyone else ever had. And for that, she couldn't disappoint him.
He smiled, his relief softening the lines etched deep into his face.
"Just having you here puts my mind at ease." The study was meticulously prepared. Everything awaited on the polished mahogany table-the brushes, the palette, and the damaged painting. Keanu gestured to the torn corner of the canvas, his brow furrowed.
"My dear, do you think you can recreate this part?" The artwork had once depicted a peaceful summer lotus pond, its tranquility captured in every delicate brushstroke. But now, it bore the scars of malicious intent-a corner deliberately slashed, as if someone had tried to erase its beauty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAllison studied the destruction, her gaze lingering on the jagged edges.
"I'll give it my best shot," she said, her tone measured, careful not to overpromise.
She picked up the brush, her fingers moving with the ease that cfrom years of experience. Dipping it lightly into the palette, she began calmly and confidently Thin, precise black lines emerged, resketching the lost contours from memory. Slowly, the chaos transformed, taking shape under her hand. Keanu stood silently beside her, holding his breath as if any noise would break the spell. His cloudy eyes widened, brightening with hope he hadn't felt in years.
"I knew it. I knew you were talented," he whispered, almost to himself.
He had doubted her once, worried that thad dulled her skills. But now, watching her bring the painting m back to life, she seemed like a treasure he hadn't fully appreciated before-a genius with a memory as sharp as her brush. Every stroke felt deliberate, every detail recalled with stunning accuracy. Colton had been a fool not to see it. Keanu's chest tightened at the thought.
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