Chapter 12

It was Warren. I smiled and nodded. "Yeah," I replied.

We walked to the area where they put the tents. On our way, we talked about things like

"You still paint?" I asked. He is still holding his drawing book. Yes, he does have tablet computers, but he still sticks to the old-fashioned way of drawing things.

"Yeah, but I focus on my w*****n work. They already approved the contract, and we just signed not too long ago."

I smiled. In no time, his works will be known all over the world. I can't wait to see him achieve his dreams again. Still, I can't help but be curious about the thing he is holding. I was about to ask him if he had already met the girl she had always draws before.

But maybe I should save that for later. Eventually, I will be the first person to know who she is, so I'm not that curious.

On our way, we saw Patrish waiting for us. Her hands are placed on her hips.

"My my, you are late," she said, as if I were her person who was late for her work. She then giggled.

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