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Chapter 86 - Wrong Time

Author: Billie Patsy
last update publish date: 2026-06-29 14:06:37

Emily’s POV

Mr. Pierre moved slowly from one canvas to the next, his gaze sharp and attentive, occasionally stepping closer to study a brushstroke or a blend of colors.

He had asked to see the finished works I’d set aside for his gallery, and as he turned to face me, there was genuine admiration in his expression.

Truth be told, I still found myself looking at them and thinking of small changes I might make—little adjustments here and there that only I seemed to notice.

But Pierre nodded fi
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