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Chapter 968

Half an hour later, Sylvia arrived at a pedestrian street near the Art Academy

The street architecture and installations exuded a vintage and scholarly feel. Various stores were inters
persed with the galleries and several small art stores, among which were two sculpting studios.

Sylvia went in for a stroll.

Some of the carvings
were not very skillful, but they had a distinct design. Sylvia bought two trinkets to carry in her hand and
then continued to stroll inside.

Unknowingly, she reached the end of the street and entered an open painting exhibition.

In front of her was a moderately–sized square filled with paintings of all kinds.

Sylvia was confused for a moment, but her steps did not stop as she walked toward the paintings.

Some of the paintings were mature, some were childish, some were introspective , and some were che
erful and with a lot of personalities. It did not seem like they were
the work of students of the Art Academy. Instead, they looked like they were painted by a professional.

Sylvia did not think much about it. She drank the lemonade she had just bought and weaved in and out
of the aisles to admire

the painting.

Then, when she turned the corner at the end of the row, she saw a young woman heading in her directi
on. The woman wore a white A–



line skirt and had long hair. Her makeup was not thick but very delicate, and her posture was elegant.

When Sylvia looked at her, the woman seemed to be staring at Sylvia as well. The woman‘s gaze was
cold and haughty, as if she wanted to smile but could not bring herself to do so. In short, her expression
was very unnatural.

Sylvia turned her head to look behind her, but there was no one there.

‘Is she looking at me? But I don‘t know her.‘

Sylvia looked over toward her again.

The woman was walking toward her with her
eyes straight forward. It was obvious that she was going to walk past Sylvia.

‘I guess I was mistaken
then.’ Sylvia did not think much about it and turned around to continue looking at a painting beside her.

Lily, who was about to walk over, instantly
turned ashen. Then, she coldly snorted and walked away quickly.

Sylvia admired painting after painting and did not leave a single one behind.

If something caught her eye, she would look
at it a while longer. If it did not catch her eye, she would just glance past it. She did not stop until she ha
d seen all the paintings in the square.

At that moment, she also came to the end of the exhibition, where a group of people with
work tags on their chests, seemingly the staff of this painting exhibition, were discussing something. Th
e atmosphere was very lively.



Sylvia threw the cup of lemonade into the trash can next
to her and was about to turn around and leave.

However, at that moment, someone in the crowd suddenly called out to her. “Sylvia?”

At once, all of them stopped their discussion and looked at her.

Sylvia also looked over curiously. The
man who called her looked like he was in his thirties or forties, with a beard and hair that
went past his ears. He looked very scholarly and somewhat unapproachable, but he was looking at her w
gaze. It was clear that he knew her.

However, Sylvia could not remember who he was.

The group of people around him were also staring at her. It seemed they all knew her.

She could not remember any of them. She only recognized the young woman beside him
as the one who was staring at her when she was admiring the paintings earlier.

Out of politeness, Sylvia smiled at him.

Simon immediately walked up to her and asked with a smile,” Why didn‘t you tell me
you were coming here?”

“I was just going on a stroll and happened to come in here.”

After she finished speaking, she saw the woman from before walking up to her. The woman smiled
at Sylvia.


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