Chapter 141
Sage looked at Jace who had a shocked expression on his face, and said calmly, “Mr. Yuriel, please don’t state the obvious.”
That was her painting!
What else did he not know about Sage?
Jace tried to swallow his emotions as Sage stared at him. Sage was a woman full of surprises. He might look stupid if he continued to be in shock as he learned new things about her.
This was no normal painting. It was replica art, and it’s not something you tell everybody about.
Sage knew Jace was full of questions. She saw as he looked lovingly at the painting, as he touched it carefully as though it was fragile to touch. She felt that he looked rather funny.
Sage opened her mouth, “It was a painting I did when I was younger, about 14 years old. I went to an art gallery with my father. I fell in love with Mr. Dunford’s poetry. To me, this poetry signifies come what may. We don’t have to be afraid even we are faced with the worst situations in life.”
“That was after you were kidnapped, right?” Jace asked as he realizes the both of them were there when they were each at the lowest points of their lives.
Everything happens for a reason.
Sage kept quiet.
She knew that in the art world, she had to keep her hands soft and delicate to feel the textures. Now with the calluses grown on her fingers, she’s not able to feel and test the difference anymore.
Ever since discovering the truth about Sage’s identity, Jace had always wondered where she got the calluses from.
Being the only daughter of a prestigious family, surely she was not needed in the farms or fields. How did she manage to get her hands like that? The waiter served their dishes as Jace was about to ask further questions. Jace kept the painting and hit pause on his curiosity.
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