Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 803

Chapter 803

There were many people who came to see the exhibition. There were rows of luxury cars in a row, which looked

very grand. At the entrance, Crystal easily found Roy. She trotted a few steps and said, "Roy!"

Roy wore a grey shirt with fine stripes today, which made him look more elegant. Many passers-by would look at his

bearing and appearance with appreciation. When they saw his legs, the appreciation turned into pity.

Roy didn't care about other people's eyes and said softly, "Let's go in."

Crystal nodded and pushed his wheelchair past the entrance of the ticket. Stefan Miller's last exhibition in Hallbury

was held in a very grand manner, with all his masterpieces hanging on the walls of the gallery.

Suddenly, Crystal saw a painting.

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Perhaps because the scenery in the painting was not very outstanding, there were very few people who stayed in

front of the painting to enjoy it.

"Roy." Crystal said softly, "Look at that painting. It looks familiar, doesn't it?"

Roy paused and said, "This is Sunshine Village."

It was a landscape painting. However, due to the profound painting skills of Stefen Miller, a corner of Sunshine

Village was perfectly displayed. Crystal even knew that standing on a small hill next to the house, one could see a

ditch.

Mr. Miller had been to Sunshine Village?!

This made Crystal very shocked. She took a closer look and realized that this was not painted by Mr. Miller. There

was only a line of dates below, and there was no signature.

"Hey." Miller, surrounded by the crowd, escaped. He was already too old. His hair and beard were all white, and his

steps were trembling. He wore a pair of thick glasses, but he still couldn't see the way clearly. However, he greeted

Crystal enthusiastically. "Little girl, do you like this painting?"

Crystal nodded and asked, "Isn't this your work?"

"No." Miller adjusted his glasses and said, "This is the work of one of my students. She is the most talented person

I've ever seen. Unfortunately, painting is just one of her countless hobbies. She didn't continue painting."

"May I ask your student's name?"

Miller thought for a long time, and only then did he say, "I'm sorry...it really was a long time ago."

The old man was old and always had a bad memory. He couldn't remember his student's name, but he still

remembered the conversation at that time.

"... I asked her if it was her hometown that she painted."

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At that time, the young woman raised the corner of her mouth and said, "No."

"But I also have a deep affection for this place."

"This is my ideal hometown."

"You seem to care about that painting very much," Roy said softly.

"It gave me a very special feeling." Crystal said, "Sunshine Village was just an ordinary small village. There were not

many people who had been there before. That painting might be the work of a deceased person."

"A deceased person?" Roy paused and then smiled. "Do you think it's a work of a deceased person?"

Crystal nodded. It happened that they had turned to a corner. The spotlight on the top of their heads shone down,

making the light and shadows on Roy's face particularly clear. In the light, his face showed an indescribable

coldness and indifference.

It was far from his usual expression.

But that was only for a moment. After turning the corner, Roy's face was still calm and gentle, and Crystal even

suspected that she was hallucinating.