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Peter started to get agitated again.
This emotion, he said was unclear and hard to explain.
Ever since he really wanted to divorce Josephine, this feeling has never dissipated.
He immediately lost interest in the art exhibition and just wanted to go. outside for a smoke to clear his mind.
Camila suddenly pulled him with an appreciative look on her face and stood in front of a painting.
“This painter is also from our country, but over the years, she has never shown her face. Peter, can you help me find her?”
Peter frowned, “What do you want her for?”
“I wanted her to take me as her apprentice. People in our circle were all guessing that she was a woman, and she must be quite old. If I could. become her apprentice, I would definitely become famous!”
Peter fell silent, not expecting that she was seeking fame rather than genuinely wanting to learn something.
But he still nodded at Camila.
Camila happily tiptoed and kissed the corner of his lips.
Not far away, several staff members carefully carried a painting and walked over.
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Seeing this, the crowd all gathered around.
Camila’s eyes widened instantly, and she grabbed his hand and walked to the front.
The painting was covered with a black cloth, and the faces of the nearby staff looked somewhat solemn.
The curator lowered his gaze, making it impossible for people to discern. any emotion in his eyes.
“It is with great regret to inform everyone that this painting will be the last work of art created by R+ before his passing.”
The people present took a sharp breath and their pupils were filled with shock.
“Before she passed away? Is she dead?”
“Isn’t that just become a posthumous work? Her works are probably going
to be so
expensive!”
The curator did not answer, his eyes filled with pain.
He turned around and slowly lifted the canvas.
The crowd once again let out a gasp of astonishment.
This last painting depicts the back of a man.
As the sun set, his figure was stretched long, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette.
Just as everyone was marveling at Ms. J’s painting skills.
Camila noticed some unusual movements and sounds coming from the person next to her.
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“Peter? Peter, what’s wrong with you?”
Peter’s body seemed to tremble uncontrollably, he clenched his jaw and his eyes fixed on the wrist of the person in the painting.
That knot was too conspicuous.
His throat was dry and itchy, he forced a stiff expression on his face and looked down at Camila.
“Camila, I suddenly got hungry and I wanted to cat the spare rib soup you made for me when I was hospitalized after the car accident.”
Camila hesitated for a second, then naturally smiled at him.
“Okay, it’s just been many years since I last did it, so don’t you dare complain if it tastes bad!”
She turned back again, focusing all her attention on the famous painting, but the smile on her face was a bit forced.
Peter’s clenched fist was trembling uncontrollably.
Back then, he didn’t drink any pork rib soup.
Camila was not the one who took care of him in the beginning!
Who could that person be?
He was a little afraid to look up, some answers on the tip of his tongue.
He was afraid to hear the truth when the curtain was unveiled.
After Peter had taken Camila back to her residence, he hurried back to the
art exhibition.
He pushed open the door to the curator’s office,
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“Where is the author of that painting? I want to see her!”
The curator was puzzled for a moment before he understood who he was asking about.
He sighed deeply.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Garrison, Ms. J has passed away.”
Peter sneered at him.
“Impossible! Ms. J, is her last name Sinclair?”
The curator’s eyes widened instantly, looking surprised.
Upon seeing the situation, Peter confirmed what he had been thinking.
But he still had too many things that he didn’t understand.
He furrowed his brow and said, “I have some questions to ask her, so please arrange for her to meet me.”
The curator was a little surprised and asked, “Since you know her, Mr. Garrison, why don’t you find her yourself?”
Peter pursed his lips, how was he going to say it?
Did he say he couldn’t reach Josephine anymore? Or did he say Josephine had already blocked his number…
The curator gave him an address and a phone number.
Without hesitation, he booked a ticket back to his home country and left Camila alone abroad with a random excuse.
He had a lot of questions to ask her.
He had accidentally wandered into Josephine’s studio, but at that time he
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not only didn’t care, but also looked down on her a little.
She felt like she was imitating others, copying whatever they did.
Still standing at the door, she sarcastically remarked that her paintings were not as good as Camila’s.
She immediately retorted to him mockingly, “If your eyes are blind, go get them treated.”
When Ms. J’s name was mentioned, Peter instinctively felt that this person was Josephine!
The red string on the back of the painting was when he lost his sight in a car accident.
Camila personally went up the mountain to beg for it, step by step, but unfortunately, he ended up breaking it later.
He always felt that the reason why the red string broke was because he was forced to marry Josephine.
He couldn’t choose the person he liked, he was like a trapped animal, unable to escape everything.
Josephine was puzzled and foolishly ran back up the mountain to ask for another identical one.
He was furious and, in front of her, completely cut the red string.
