Chapter 589

I thought for a moment, then headed over to the bookshelf to grab a book. Then, I leaned back in the lounge chair and started reading. I didn't go downstairs until the housekeeper called me for a meal. Just as I was about to take a bite, the housekeeper said something that completely threw me off. "Ms. Crown, you look even more beautiful in person than in the paintings." "Paintings? What paintings?" I asked. The housekeeper smiled. "Every painting Mr. Gildon has done is of you. They're all upstairs in the art studio." When I headed up to the rooftop terrace earlier, I walked past the second floor without checking out any rooms, so I had no clue there was an art studio. What surprised me even more was that I never knew Conrad could paint. We lived together before he went abroad, growing up side by side, and he'd never picked up painting. Did he actually learn in the last four years? And all his paintings were of me? I watched the housekeeper moving around in the kitchen, thinking