Chapter 74 Did He Owe This Woman Something in His Past Life?


    Chapter 74 Did He Owe This Woman Something in His Past Life?


    Simon was also seeing that car for the first time and couldn''t help but show off.


    "Penny, did you see that car? I heard it''s worth several million. Tonight, a big boss came, and even the


    leaders have been drinking with him for a few rounds. It was he who mentioned that the white wall


    looked a bit empty, and that''s when I thought of you. These bosses have picky tastes, and the person


    driving this kind of car might have a bad temper. But don''t worry too much."


    Penny could sense the envy in his tone and smiled. "Then I''ll go in. Simon, you can go back."


    Adding Hotel was the best ce to stay in Prodale County. It was built ording to the standards of a


    five-star hotel and was never open to the public. It only amodated leaders and businessmen who


    came to invest in Prodale County.


    It was also Penny''s first time going in.


    The courtyard had an elegantndscape, with pavilions, towers, and artificial mountains and fountains.


    It was evident that every piece of wood was meticulously chosen.


    Upon hearing that she was here to paint, the receptionist quickly led her to her room.


    "The paint is ready. Do you want to go to the site now?"


    Penny could tell that they were a bit anxious. She put away her belongings and nodded. "Please show


    me the way."


    When they arrived, she realized that the white wall was indeed in the most prominent position, and


    almost everyone passing by would see it.


    It was about three meters long, reflecting the elegant scenery around it. For someone who pursued


    details, this nk canvas was indeed a bit dull.


    Penny inspected the paints that they had prepared. While they couldn''tpare to what she was used


    to, they were still decent.


    "I''ll start working in a bit."


    The person nearby wanted to remind her to be careful, but considering that she was from School of


    Arts Chatville University, they swallowed their words.


    Penny sat down in the nearby chair, carefully observing the surroundings. In her mind, she started


    conceptualizing.


    The best choice here would be to paint an inkndscape, starting with lighter colors and gradually


    deepening. There shouldn''t be too many objects, or it would appear chaotic.


    With the idea in her mind, she bent down to adjust the paints and prepared to start painting.


    *


    Back in the reception room, Ondo raised his hand to massage his temples. Thepanions he


    apanied tonight were all local grassroots cadres, many of whom were older. It was evident that


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    they genuinely wanted to do something for this small county and were not involved in the power


    struggles of the inner circle. It was rxing for him, so he ended up drinking a few more sses.


    He didn''t like to drink during negotiations, but tonight it was an exception.


    Zane saw him massaging his temples and thought he had a headache. "Take a rest for a while. I''ll have


    them make some hangover soup for you."


    Ondo took off his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and the smell of alcohol seemed to


    dissipate slightly.


    He sat on the sofa. His profile was handsome and sharp, with deep brow bones and a high nose


    bridge. He waved his hand when he heard Zane''s suggestion.


    "No need, I''ll go out for a walkter. You can go rest."


    Zane nodded. "There aren''t anyrge factories in Prodale County, and the air quality is indeed very


    good. Perhaps the higher-ups value this and want to develop this ce into a tourist area."


    Zane neatly folded the suit that he had casually taken off and handed it to the person waiting outside.


    The cool night breeze was pleasant, and Ondo nced at the window before stepping outside.


    Penny had already outlined the surrounding contours and determined the generalposition of the


    entire painting when she realized that it waspletely dark outside.


    She was painting an old man fishing, with minimal elements of a river and mountains, as well as the


    lonely old manplementing each other. It neither overshadowed the surrounding scenery nor


    appeared too dull.


    When she lowered her head and noticed that the palette was already dirty, she nned to go to the


    nearby tap to clean the brushes and change the water.


    It was now 10 o''clock at night, and there weren''t many people around. She walked faster while carrying


    her things. However, when she lowered her head to organize her painting materials, she identally


    bumped into someone who had a faint smell of alcohol.


    The ck paint in her hand sttered onto the person''s white shirt and also stained Penny''s own


    clothes.


    Ondo lowered his head and looked at his shirt, which was now covered in paint. It was obviously


    unwearable. His eyebrows furrowed, and his deep ck eyes revealed a chilling coldness.


    He also noticed that the person who bumped into him seemed familiar. When Penny looked up, their


    eyes met.


    Upon seeing him, she seemed even more shocked. Her eyelids twitched for a moment, almost causing


    her to lose her grip on what she was holding.


    "Mr. Fletcher, why are you here?"