Chapter 045|Almost Priceless

Chapter 045|Almost priceless

"You see the mirror over there? It shows how the butterfly sees himself as he inches far and far away from his evil stepmother," she continued with a dramatic flair that made Taiwo purse his lips as he bit back a grin knowing that even though he had never had any eyes for art at all, he was very sure the western popular artist who had taken his time outlining this never for a second thought anybody will look at his artwork and come up with such an absurd explanation.

Well to be fair, he has not met Jasmine. He thought with a grin. "Poor little thing." She shook her head, "It even looks hungry but everyone will probably think he craved freedom more, don't you see?" He smiled at her words, trying so hard not to go all tearful rumbling chest, knees on the floor, while the house echoed with his laughter at her absurd thoughts.

"Anything you say, Jasmine, Anything."

She turned to look at him, his arms still around her though now loosed... The dimples