Cecilia Vaughn never expected to run into Sean Grant at such a remote school gate.
And he just had to say sothing that could so easily be misunderstood.
She looked at Adrian Law with so concern, and sure enough, the man’s jealousy was boiling over. Although he maintained a facade of calm restraint, the storm brewing in his dark eyes was undeniable.
To those unfamiliar with him, this might go unnoticed, but Cecilia could imdiately sense his impatience.
Oh no, oh no!
Adrian Law must have misunderstood. Anyone could see their relationship, and Sean Grant’s awkward remark had really put her in a bad spot!
...
Cecilia cautiously approached Adrian Law, tugging at his large hand like a ragdoll cat trying to please its owner.
"Adrian..."
Surprisingly, Adrian Law didn’t say anything. As usual, he gently brushed her hair, and then naturally took her right hand.
"Cecilia, let’s go."
"Okay."
So calm?
Cecilia couldn’t quite figure out if Adrian was angry or not, but she guessed he wasn’t happy. Obediently, she held his hand back and walked towards the Audi together.
...
Adrian Law gallantly opened the car door for her, then leaned over to fasten her seatbelt.
"Cecilia, who was that guy just now?"
Adrian asked seemingly casually, but underneath, he felt a twinge of jealousy.
As a man, he had an instinctive feeling that the guy was clearly very interested in Cecilia.
Moreover, Adrian couldn’t help but think of the youth’s sullen and pale face. For a mont, he felt they were the sa kind of person at their core.
Cold, restrained, seemingly indifferent to everything, yet wishing to hold tight to what truly mattered to them.
...
Indeed, the jealousy is overwhelming!
Cecilia knew in her heart, and she smiled as she earnestly explained, fearing that Adrian might misunderstand.
"That person just now is nad Sean Grant. He’s a new exchange student from Vessaria in our class, a biracial guy, but I’m not really familiar with him."
"He helped twice today, so I gave him a painting."
To prevent Adrian from feeling jealous, Cecilia carefully recounted the events of the day, not omitting any details.
Adrian squinted his almond eyes slightly, showing a thoughtful expression.
"An elite student from Caelus National Academy of Fine Arts? Why would soone like that co to Stellerton University for an exchange?"
Even though Stellerton University is a top-ranked institution, in terms of artistry, it might not compare to Caelus Academy of Fine Arts.
Cecilia looked at Adrian with a bemused expression.
"Adrian, you don’t think he transferred for , do you?"
Adrian usually seed reliable, but his jealousy had indeed opened up his imagination!
"Sean Grant and I aren’t even remotely connected; we never even knew each other! Besides, he said himself it’s because he’s interested in the cultural landscape of Veridia, particularly in ink painting."
"Is that so?"
The man’s voice was indifferent, with his sharply defined features partially illuminated by the sunlight, giving Cecilia an inscrutable feeling!
...
As Cecilia was feeling a bit at a loss, Adrian suddenly smirked and gently tapped her nose.
"Silly girl, I’m upset that you gave him a painting."
Cecilia was speechless.
"Hey, Adrian, are you just being jealous for no reason?"
"I never get jealous."
"..."
The phrase sounded strangely familiar, as if she had used the sa line after answering a call from Rosalind White last ti.
Cecilia felt more self-conscious, finding it a bit amusing as she looked up at him.
"So, Mr. President, have I ever given you a painting?"
During Stellerton University’s entrance test, she had drawn a portrait sketch of Adrian Law, which he treasured and frad on the wall at Starfall Bay.
Adrian frowned, maintaining a serious expression.
"That’s different. You giving paintings to other guys makes very upset."
"..."
Your way of being upset is quite unique.
Cecilia was amused by Adrian’s stern and serious deanor. Adrian was always cool and composed, but now even his anger seed refined, yet why did his words co out so funny!
Like a child demanding candy from an adult, and he wasn’t even aware of it!
Cecilia tried hard to hold back her laughter, snuggling up to Adrian’s shoulder like a ragdoll cat, her almond eyes blinking.
"Alright, alright, our President’s needs co first, I won’t give paintings to other n anymore."
Unexpectedly, Adrian’s face remained stern.
Cecilia had a sudden idea.
"How about this, I gave him one painting, but I’ll give you ten in the future?"
To her surprise, Adrian seriously nodded.
"Okay, but that’s not enough. I also want to complete a work together with you, and it can’t be any worse than that sunset painting."
"..."
Oh heavens, spare her!
How did she just now realize that Adrian is such a child?
Cecilia was utterly embarrassed and tried to phrase her words gently.
"Adrian, um... it’s often said that different trades are worlds apart, each has its specialty; you don’t know how to paint..."
"Who says I don’t?" Adrian lazily glanced at her: "The Law Group’s jewelry designs, many top-tier pieces were designed by ."
"..."
Ah, so you’re a polymath!
Although... knowing jewelry design doesn’t necessarily an he can paint well.
As Cecilia was musing, a bright idea struck her.
"Got it! My comic ’There are branches on the mountain’ could use so old-style hairpin designs to embellish it, so I’ll rely on you!"
Adrian’s knitted brows finally eased upon hearing that.
"Alright, that’s settled then."
Compared to a casual classroom assignnt, Cecilia’s comic had consud much energy and effort, and he was proud to be able to complete it with her.
...
Adrian Law took Cecilia Vaughn out for dinner, and they unexpectedly began discussing details of Cecilia’s comic.
Although Adrian wasn’t as interested in old-style elents as Cecilia was, so of his insights still impressed her greatly.
The more they talked, the more animated they beca, and as soon as they got ho, Cecilia dashed to the study to work on her creation.
anwhile, Adrian still had sothing on his mind. He picked up his phone and gave an instruction to Wyatt Law.
——Check out the new exchange student in Stellerton University’s art departnt, Sean Grant.
This ti Wyatt’s response was swift, and within an hour, Adrian’s computer was inundated with information.
...
The man narrowed his almond eyes, his attention imdiately drawn to the most conspicuous two words on the report.
——Orphan.
Following that was a testant from an orphanage in Caelus.
Adrian couldn’t help but recall the defiant look on the young man’s face. In his eyes, there was none of the typical cowardice common in those without parents.
...
Most importantly, despite Sean’s gloomy deanor, the noble grace in his gestures couldn’t be faked, not sothing raised in an average household.
Orphan?
Could there be an error in this report?
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