Novel & Cerita Crazy Painter

Antonio's POV I smile at Stanley in satisfaction for a job well done before glancing at the address scribbled on the sheet of paper in my hands with a proud smirk. Stanley took a lot of time and kept me waiting because I gave him two jobs at a time but it was worth the wait. I can't believe Harley Davidson, the only crazy woman on earth who is proud and poor, is living in a slum and a shabby home like this. Stanley did not only get the address, but he also provided me with a clear picture of the building.

She is like a beautiful little deer in the fairy forest. Pandora saw Galvin immediately leaving Sharmaine behind him, this man named Galvin is the most dangerous member of the Mohini vampire clan, he is always pursuing supreme power, he doesn't care about anything. nothing but how to reach the greatest power. “Pandora, why are you acting so rude, I have not done any harm to you and Sharmaine.” Pandora smiled faintly: "Galvin, don't act like a good person, it's disgusting." Everything Galvin did she knew, he wasn't the type to talk.

Near that painting, a canvas and board was placed. "This crab is waste. Even after this long years, I haven't found you, where are you, mister?" ZouMi muttered to herself. This painting, was none other than, the one four years back, 'Ao Mi' famous painting, 'MindMe'. ZouMi, has been trying to paint the same painting, but wasn't satisfied with the result every time. She replaced the board with a new white sheet, picked the brush and emerged herself in the painting.

I could feel my fondness for him growing with every passing moment. “Jasper,” I asked as I laid out a few options, “what are your grandma and great-grandfather like?” He paused, looking at me with a mischievous grin. “Grandma? She’s crazy… like you.” He laughed. “Great-grandfather? He’s gentle but strict, kind of like my dad.” Crazy like me? I was about to protest, but before I could, Jasper pointed to the top of his wardrobe. “Can you grab that for me?”

He took his phone out and decided to call the one person he knew that pretty much knew that loneliness meant. “I. Hate. Sandra Parker. So much." Was the first greeted he heard. He chuckled. “Ah Catherine, I heard there's a pretty interesting thing that's happening in Japan at the moment." “Yeah? Tell me about it, I'm so tired today." She whined. “I don't even know why I'm working my ass off when I'm filthy rich already and I'm even making Sandra Parker richer because of this promotional business! I paint for myself not for the so called fans, call me ungrateful but seriously, I paint for myself because I enjoy it and it's my passion. The fans come third or fourth. People should put that into

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"Congratulations, Miss Lowe! With a bid of $500,000, you've won the painting titled 'Distant Mountains' by the young artist, Elias Xane!" Applause filled the room as camera flashes focused on the elegant, cool-tempered woman seated in the front row. Jasmine Lowe rose to her feet and personally handed the painting to Lionel Shaw, who sat beside her. Lionel's eyes lit up with a bright smile. "Jasmine, thank you. I can't believe you actually bought it for me just because I casually mentioned I liked it!"

I screamed into my pillow rolling around like crazy. I couldn't sleep all night after that. #### I went to work the next day with a goofy smile on my face which I was trying very hard to hide but it was no use. I greeted the employees and rushed to my cabin. I really had a lot of work today but as I was in a good mood.... I really didn't mind. I was doing my work eyes glued on the PC screen as I hummed Armaan's new song that I wrote. Oh my! I still couldn't believe it!!!!

His smile grew wider, when he saw guitars of various types and shapes and several other musical instruments. “Long time no see you here.” Jake turned his head, a woman with long wavy hair, dyed blonde, was smiling sweetly at him. “How are you? You haven't been seen on the television screen for a long time since breaking up with Clarisa.” Jake smiled faintly. “I'm fine.” “No sadness or something?” Jake snorted. “I'm the one who dumped her, why am I the one who's sad?” His feet stepped towards one of the white guitars that had been intrigued him for a long time. “I've stopped being an actor. Want to focus on business and family.”

Then he said, “My turn Lovely, how did you discover my name? I know I never told you and Nick said he didn’t either.” He cuts to the chase fast I thought but I said halfheartedly, “Maybe we should do this over shots.” I sighed to myself; how do you tell someone you’re a little crazy. That you have out of control tantrums and pass out. He’s stood by me so far; it is what it is. “I don’t know what you believe, everyone always thinks I’m crazy. Shit, maybe I am.” I sighed a little. “Sometimes I have these intense feelings and dreams and when they come, I just pass out. The last year or so they have been more frequent. I, I can’t explain but I see things and I can paint things that trigger other