Chapter 828

Chapter 828

Holden was getting increasingly agitated the more he thought about it, even wanting lan just to buzz off. He just

wanted Maja to stay for dinner.

But deep down, he hoped for a reconciliation between the two.

Even though he had promised Maja once that he would no longer meddle in their relationship, lan was his grandson,

and naturally, he wanted the best for him.

So he made a sarcastic remark and then pointed upstairs.

“People from the Haskins family asked me to paint him an oil painting. Maja, lan, you guys do it. Dinner might take

another two hours. You guys working together, I’m sure it’ll be done faster.

Maja was a student of Herbert, who was particularly good at oil paintings.

She had painted with lan before, A long time ago, in Crystalbrook Valley, she had found that lan was really good at

painting, and their understandings matched perfectly

He did this, perhaps hoping they would reconcile.

She couldn’t refuse in his presence, so she nodded her head.

Holden waved his hand, “lan knows where my study is. I’ve put everything you need there. Just start painting and

when it’s done, I’ll have someone collect it.”

lan didn’t disappoint Holden’s expectations and stood up immediately.

Maja had no other choice but to follow him upstairs.

She had visited his study before. The room was neatly decorated with almost an entire wall of books.

The table in the middle was big. The paper was already laid out, and even the signature was already written. It was

clearly a gift for the elder of the Haskins family.

Maja started examining the paints. This time, they were doing an oil painting, and most of the paints were of darker

tones.

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There was a row of brushes on a stand next to them. Everything was ready.

But she didn’t know what to paint, so she glanced at lan, who was also looking at her.

Their surroundings were quite old–fashioned, and their eyes met for a brief moment.

“What should we paint?” she asked.

As she was dragged here on short notice, she didn’t have any ideas in mind.

“Just paint the one you did at Crystalbrook Valley.”

Maja was a bit surprised. She didn’t expect him to bring that op. Both of them did that painting, so they knew what

to do and they didn’t have to rack their brains thinking about what to paint anymore.

“Okay.”

She squeezed out various paints from the side and began mixing them.

lan tried to bridge the gap, “When I went back to Crystalbrook Valley this time, I took another look at that painting.

It’s really good.”

“Hmm.”

“That night, you even spilled paint on me.”

“Sorry.”

Maja’s responses were cold no matter how he tried to start a conversation.

lan was so frustrated that he had a headache, but he held his temper.

Next, he brought up a few more topics, but Maja didn’t respond, focusing on her painting and making him look like

he was talking to himself, which was quite boring

He threw down the brush in his hand, his tone cold, “I’m not painting anymore.”

Maja thought he really didn’t want to paint, so she didn’t look up at him, “Then you rest, I’ll finish it,”

He didn’t show any signs of being angry.

lan stood there, his gaze falling on the back of her head.

She was quietly bent over painting, completely oblivious to what he was doing.

He felt very upset, sat down on a chair on the side, had two iced Americanos in a row, but still felt a surge of anger.

When Maja was still touching up the scenery, her waist was suddenly encircled by a pair of hands.

“Maja He called out, finally showing weakness.

I was wrong Next time I do something. I’ll make sure to check things out first”

His hands tightly encircled her waist, his voice hoarse.

“I was wrong Can you please stop treating me like this?”