Chapter 828


    Holden was getting increasingly agitated the more he thought about it, even wantingn 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 rtionship,n 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,n, 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 particrly good at oil paintings.


    She had painted withn before, A long time ago, in Crystalbrook Valley, she had found thatn was


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    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, n 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.”


    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 alreadyid 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 nced atn, 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.


    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.


    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.


    She was quietly bent over painting,pletely 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?”