Chapter 361

It looked so similar. Josiah coughed dryly, and asked in astonishment, "Edith, who are you painting?" Meredith turned her head to look at him, then shook her head. "I don't know who it is, but I always feel that this scene is very familiar." "Maybe it's a picture you've seen in an album." Josiah took the paintbrush off her hand. "Okay, it's getting late, it's time for us to go to bed." Meredith did not think much and went to sleep with him. When Meredith woke up the next day, the painting on the easel was gone. She ran downstairs with her bare feet and asked, "Lily, what happened to my painting?" Lily was tidying up the house, and when she heard Meredith's shout, she immediately came up to her. "Speak slowly, Ma'am, what kind of painting?" "It's the one I painted yesterday, and it was in my room." "Did you paint yesterday? I don't know." Lily shook her head. "Ma'am, your room hasn't been cleaned today, and no one has ever entered." "Ma'am, could it be that Sir took the paint