Chapter 66
“If only Harvey wasn’t about to have his college entrance exams. I would have gotten him to join us,”
Steven said.
He looked at Skylar and realized how much she had grown. Suddenly, he was filled with a sense of pride.
He was also reminded of his youngest brother.
Skylar sat down. “His college entrance exams will end in a month. Our entire family should go on a holiday. I’ve earned some money from restoring antique art recently. I’ll be in charge of our family vacation this time.”
“Did you learn how to restore antique paintings from Grandma Viola?” Steven asked. He wasn’t surprised.
When they were in the countryside, many of their neighbors said that Skylar often read books at Viola’s house. They weren’t sure if she even understood what was written in the books.
He had been to Viola’s home and seen that she would sometimes work with some broken porcelain pieces.
When he went over again the next time, some of those broken pieces were restored into various antique porcelain.
Furthermore, Viola was skilled at drawing. Even though he left the countryside earlier to pursue his high school studies, he could tell that she wasn’t an average elderly woman living in the countryside.
That said, for some reason, he had never asked Skylar what she learned from Viola.
None of their neighbors had questioned, either.
It was erhaps due to the air of intimidation around Viola. No one would ask about anything she wasn’t willing to discuss.
By the looks of it, Viola might have passed her skills down to Skylar,
“Yeah, Grandma Viola taught me a lot of things. I was just unable to look for restoration work previously. Not long ago, Grandma Viola wrote me a letter. She told me that I could start doing restoration work on vintage items.” Skylar shared openly.
Steven nodded in delight. “You’ve grown up, Skye.
“How have you been, Steven? I heard about someone stealing your research paper when we spoke on the phone before. Has this been resolved?” Skylar asked, concerned.
Steven’s eyes quivered. “It has. Don’t worry.”
Skylar noticed the change in Steven’s gaze. She remained calm and smiled. “This barbecue restaurant is good. They grilled the meat really well.”
Steven gazed at Skylar with a loving and gentle look in his eyes.
Not long after, only a few meat skewers were left on the table.
Skylar rubbed her belly and commented, “I’m stuffed.”
It was indeed more freeing to dine with family. She didn’t have to watch her table manners when she ate. “I’m really full too. Here, have some fruit juice.” Steven offered as he handed her a glass of juice.
With a few gulps, Skylar drank half a glass of fruit juice. The greasiness in her mouth melted away with the juice.
Skylar was satiated. She smiled at Steven and asked, “Did you have something to ask me, Steven?”
Steven and Skylar had grown up together. They knew each other very well. She had realized his hesitation when she arrived at dinner earlier.
Steven laughed. “You’ve always been quick–witted. There’s really not much that I can hide from you. I do have something I wanted to ask you.”
“Sure. Go ahead.”
Steven stayed quiet for a moment before saying. “This morning, they still had the upper hand over the issue between you, Maisy, and Christopher. And they were in control of the online sentiments.
“After that, everything changed in just an hour. Many verified accounts showed up. If not for someone paying them heftily, they would’ve never voiced out their opinions so easily. Tell me, Skye, who’s helping you?”
Skylar was stunned. “I didn’t ask anyone for help.”
She was in front of the police station this morning when she found out that things had taken a turn for the bette At that time, she did feel that it was rather odd.
However, the call from Natalie had interrupted her thoughts. She hadn’t thought too much about it after that.
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