"Mr. Lerman, the artist ‘summer' has agreed to paint for you. He—or she—said they would like to gift you a few pieces to thank you for your early support."
Leonard looked around his study, where meticulously framed paintings covered the walls. Eighty percent of them were signed ‘summer.' His eyes drifted to the empty space in the center of the main wall, and a self-mocking smile touched his lips. He had given his favorite piece to Aurora.
In the time since, aside from a few occasional text messages, he had heard nothing from her. He had been searching for ‘summer' with the intention of commissioning a few portraits of Aurora. Now, the idea just seemed hollow.
He had never believed that every action demanded a reward, but the irony was bitter. A complete stranger, whose gender, age, and identity he didn't even know, was willing to repay him for buying a few paintings years ago. Meanwhile, Aurora, for whom he had given everything, offered nothing but a few half-hearted words of concern. When she didn't need him, he was cast aside. Only when she needed a weapon to eliminate Joshua did she remember his existence.
Leonard found it all deeply pathetic.
"Good," he said coolly. "I understand."
After hanging up, Leonard decided it was time to pay Joshua a visit. This time, however, it had nothing to do with Aurora. This was about the grudge between him and Joshua. He knew that as the head of the Gardner family, Joshua wasn't an easy target. If he were, the Williams family wouldn't have resorted to using someone else to do their dirty work.
...
That day, as Stella returned to the hospital with a new canvas and paints, she was surprised to see a tall, familiar figure at the main entrance.

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