Chapter 515 Wasting Time on a Dead Man

• Ariana's POV:
• I steeled myself and stepped forward, gently setting the child down before lowering my gaze to inspect the ankle I had twisted earlier. "That photo was left at the studio today by Figaro's sister. She asked us to carve a wooden sculpture modeled after Figaro's likeness. I don't know how to carve, and Yoana was busy today, so the photo is with me for now. Once the sculpture is finished, we'll return the photo together."
• He didn't respond to my explanation right away. Instead, he lifted my leg and rested it on his, cradling my foot in his palm and carefully moving it to ease the pain.