Chapter 33 The Chancellor And The CEO
- The ink painting wasn't the work of a master painter, but it held the only piece of Evelyn's soul that remained unbroken.
- "Julian, stop," Evelyn whispered, her hand trembling on his sleeve. "It's just a painting. Don't waste this kind of money on a grudge."
- Julian Sin looked down at her, a calm smile playing on his lips. "If it matters to you, the price is irrelevant."