Chapter 182 Riverton Art Exhibition (5)
- Cold Shuangyan shot Han Rui a glare and barked, “Enough. If he’s got a special reason, let him keep it on.”
- She turned to Marc Egerton, a sunny smile on her lips. “You said this painting has a story behind it. Mind telling me?”
- Marc nodded, searched his memory, and said evenly, “Before World War II, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts.”