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Chapter 423: The fact that the comment came from a young woman only fueled Louiss irritation further.

Allison met his gaze evenly, unfazed by his anger.

Im just offering advice.

Before Louis could snap back, Melany quickly seized the opportunity.

Allison, if you dont fully understand the process, its probably best not to interfere.

We wouldnt want to disrupt Mr.

Sugdens careful work, would we? After all, theres no one more qualified than him.

Colton, who had been silently observing, let out a small sigh, his brow furrowing.

Allison, I know youre skilled at painting, but this is a different field.

The restoration process is crucial especially since it means so much to Grandfather.

Allison cast a sideways glance at him and nudged him gently with her elbow.

Sure enough, Coltons face went ghostly white, a sheen of sweat suddenly forming on his brow.

He still couldnt figure out why Gordon had beaten him and Melany so hard that night in the Underground.

Had the auction been the real reason for his anger? Coltons thoughts scattered as he shifted uncomfortably, while Allison returned her attention to the painting.

Art restoration isnt just a skill, she said, her eyes tracing the contours of the damaged artwork.

Its a craft.

One that requires patience, sensitivity, and an understanding of history itself.

For works damaged by natural erosion or human interference, the restoration must honor the originals authenticity.

You cant just change it at will.

Keep reading at gⱯlnσν????ℓs.cøm Her voice was smooth, but her gaze pierced through Louis like ice.

His face, pale as ash, crumbled under her final, unrelenting blow.

And what did you do just now? You were moments away from destroying the paintings very soul.

Keanu blinked, his disbelief giving way to the slightest spark of hope.

My girl, do you really have restoration skills like that? His earlier disappointment faded, replaced by a glimmer of something brighter.

For the first time in a long while, he saw potential.

Colton, standing off to the side, was harder to read.

His face tightened, emotions swirling beneath the surface.

Impossible… he muttered, squinting his eyes as if trying to solve a riddle.

The woman before him wasnt who he thought she was.

Hed believed he had her figured out, but now it hit himhe barely knew her at all.

Her true self remained hidden, just out of reach, like a painting veiled behind layers of time.

Melany caught the subtle shift in Coltons expression, and her lips curled, resentment burning in her eyes.

Allison, your knowledge is so vast, isnt it? I bet youre an expert, too, Melany muttered under her breath, bitterness coating every syllable.

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