One day, a week later, Martha received a call from Rhys.
With a slight frown of confusion, she asked, "Mr. Williams, what do you call me for?"
"Do you have time today? I'll take you somewhere special."
The man's evil voice came from the phone, making the doubt in Martha's eyes even greater.
A special place?
In Martha's opinion, Rhys really meant it.
Her eyes sank and she asked with a light smile, "Aren't you afraid I'll reject you again?"
"No, you're the most curious woman I've ever met."
Rhys' lips were slightly curved, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.
The next second, as he expected, Martha agreed.
"Since you've said so, wouldn't it be too rude of me if I refused?"
The man slightly raised his eyebrows, and his voice carried a bit of evil.
"Then, I will wait for you at the abandoned exhibition hall."
"Exhibition hall?"
Martha heard this and frowned slightly, and the tone of her voice carried a bit of dismay.
Soon, Rhys' deep voice came from the phone, "I wonder if this place is special for you."
"Of course."
Martha slightly narrowed her eyes, and her eyes grew darker.
She had wanted to hold her first exhibition there after returning home, but then a fire happened and all her paintings were destroyed in the fire.
Now, Rhys wanted to meet her there for an appointment, what for?
"Why do you want to go there ..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the man cut her off.
"I'll tell you when you get there."
With those words, Rhys hung up the phone.
Martha looked at her phone, and the puzzlement in her eyes increased.
...
An hour later, she arrived outside the exhibition hall as promised.
This was already the old site, and after the last incident, it was deserted.
As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Rhys, who was standing not far away with a slender figure, looking at her with a smile on his lips at the moment.
After the two of them entered the exhibition hall together, Martha asked in confusion, "Can you tell me why now?"
"I think that you are stable enough now to consider starting to create paintings again."
Rhys looked at the place where the black burn marks still remained and suddenly felt a lot of emotions in his heart.
He had seen Martha's paintings and knew that she really liked to paint, or she wouldn't have painted such lively paintings.
When Martha heard this, she couldn't help but be a little touched.
She didn't expect Rhys to remember that she was once a painter, and this thought made her feel a little warm-hearted.
Her family was now very harmonious, her child was healthy and cute, and the Doyle Group had been taken back.
The company's cooperation project with Louis was also doing very well, so she could indeed consider starting over as a painter.
Martha returned to her senses and looked gratefully at the man standing beside her.
"It suprised me you'd remember that I'm a painter."
"If you want to return to your old career, I will be glad to finish what you didn't finish before."
Rhys' eyes were deep as he looked at the woman standing beside him. He was hoping that Martha would do what she liked to do.
When the woman heard this, she mentally understood what Rhys meant.
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