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Cap铆tulo 788

    Capítulo 788


    The car headed to the art academy.


    Moments after they had set off, Simon asked, “Sylvia, where have you been for the past six months? You


    haven’t been picking up my calls.”


    Sylvia knew that Simon was asking purely out of curiosity, but she really did not want to think back on all


    the things that had happened in the past six months. She casually said, “Something happened and I


    went abroad for a while.”


    Simon’s gaze shifted. “Are you alright now?”


    His voice was full of concern. Sylvia smiled and said, “I’m doing okay now.”


    Simon smiled in relief and simply let the topic go.


    Then, he chatted to Christopher about the event.


    The event was more of a social gathering. Other than the artists who had been invited, many other


    influential figures had been invited as well.


    Suddenly, Christopher asked, “Simon, did you bring your


    work?”


    “Yes, I did.”


    “Great, as long as you remember.”


    Simon then asked Sylvia, “Sylvia, did you create any new work recently?” His gaze showed anticipation ,


    seemingly wanting to see her new work.


    Sylvia shook her head. “No.”


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    Thinking about how there must have been a bitter reason for her to disappear for six months before


    returning, Simon thought that it was normal that she had been unable to create any new work. He pursed


    his lips and added, “I see. If you do produce any new works, please be sure to tell me! I want to be the


    first to see it!”


    Simon admired Sylvia’s work the most among all the artists under the art association, so he had been


    looking forward to her new work since a year ago.


    Sylvia simply hummed in reply.


    A whileter, the car drove past the art academy and arrived at the morous art hotel.


    The art hotel’s event hall had been fully booked by Master Springsteen for his event and the guests


    required an invitation card to enter.


    Sylvia was with Christopher and Simon, so she was granted entry without any hindrance.


    Minutes before the event started, the event hall was


    already filled with people. The guests were standing in groups as they chatted over some champagne


    and admired the artwork on disy. Christopher , being the president of the art association , knew many


    of the guests, so he greeted each and every one of them from the moment he stepped inside.


    Both Sylvia and Simon were not fans of mingling, so they hung back and waited patiently for the event to


    start.


    Minutester, there was amotion from outside the door.


    Christopher left the crowd and came back to them and said, “Simon, Sylvia, Master Springsteen is here.


    Let’s go and say hi.”


    Sylvia could not refuse this time as Master Springsteen was the host of the event.


    “Okay,” she said.


    Sylvia and Simon then followed Christopher outside.


    The crowd surged over.


    They waited for the others to finish greeting Master Springsteen before they stepped forward.


    Under the bright lights, an elderly man with silvery white hair with a solemn but kind look on his face


    walked over with the help of his assistant.


    Christopher stepped forward and reached out for a


    handshake. “Master Springsteen.”


    Master Springsteen smiled happily at Christopher’s


    friendly gesture. He shook the man’s hand and said, “Oh, Chris! I’m d you made it!”


    Christopher then stepped aside and introduced Sylvia and Simon to Master Springsteen. “Master


    Springsteen, I would like for you to meet Mr. Amos and Sunflower.”


    As soon as Christopher’s word subsided, Master Springsteen widened his eyes at the two of them with


    utmost excitement.


    The crowd also started to size up the two of them.


    Simon wore a smile and said, “Master Springsteen. I’ve heard a lot about you.”


    Master Springsteen smiled. “Wee, wee. There’s no need to tter an old man like me. I am just


    an avid collector of your work.”
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