Chapter 631
Chapter 631:
As the camera panned into the room, an ethereal scene unfolded before them.
A woman stood by an easel, dressed in soft white pajamas, her hands moving gracefully as she painted. Each stroke of her brush was precise, deliberate—her every movement carrying an effortless elegance.
The moonlight streaming through the window bathed her in a silvery glow, accentuating the quiet beauty of her focused expression.
She was painting a landscape—serene, breathtaking.
Devin immediately lifted a hand, signaling for silence, as if afraid even a whisper might shatter the spellbinding atmosphere.
Slowly, the camera zoomed in, capturing the intricate details of Liliana’s artwork, offering the audience a full view.
“Liliana’s talent is breathtaking—an absolute masterpiece in motion!” one comment read.
“Did you know she’s a jack-of-all-trades and a prodigy at that? Her rise to fame started with painting, and she’s bagged countless awards in competitions,” added another, clearly impressed.
“Word has it her idol is JE. You can see JE’s influence woven into Liliana’s brushstrokes.”
Whispers rippled through the online viewers, with some daring to suggest that her latest creation might even outshine JE’s work.
Liliana’s brush halted mid-stroke, and her gaze cut sharply to Devin.
“Are you done filming?”
Devin blinked, taken aback by the sudden frostiness. “Uh, yeah, we’re done.”
“Then leave. Your presence disrupts my flow,” Liliana said curtly before diving back into her work as if their intrusion had been as trivial as a fly buzzing by.
𝗢𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 ⧼gⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽𝖼𝗈𝗺
Devin chuckled awkwardly, motioning for the group to follow him out.
“Who would have thought Liliana’s skills were this advanced? Almost surpassing JE!”
“Surpass JE? I don’t think so. JE is too mysterious—three years since her last painting. Who knows how much she’s honed her craft since then?”
The staff revered JE as a near-mythical figure in the art world. Even Vernon, Efrery’s brightest star, admired JE greatly.
“Alright, enough chatter about legends. What’s next on the list?”
“Janice’s room!” Delilah announced with almost too much enthusiasm, her smile brimming with mischief.
Devin frowned, his gaze shifting over to Delilah. What was making her so suddenly excited?
Feigning innocence, Delilah blinked and said, “Oh, nothing! I was just checking the live stream polls, and Janice is sitting pretty in third place.”
“Right.” Devin nodded, brushing off his unease. “Let’s head upstairs, then.”
And so, the group made their way up to the second floor.
With a key in hand, Devin approached Janice’s door, but before he could turn the lock, the door creaked open.
Janice stepped into view, wearing black pajamas, her flawless face bare of makeup, radiating a lazy yet undeniable elegance. Her long hair flowed over her shoulders, adding to the relaxed and casual vibe she carried.
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