Alice's smile froze on her face. Needless to say, the maid cried after being scolded by William because she could not find her. She asked, "Where is William?"
"In the study."
"Alright, I'll go over. Mother, you can sit here for a while."
Alice said to Beverly, then turned and left.
Alice walked towards the study room step by step, her fingers unconsciously rotating the blood drill ring on her ring finger.
The closer they got to the study, the fewer servants there were.
No one dared to approach within fifty meters of William.
When he got to the study, there was nobody there.
Alice walked into the study room. The sunlight shone from the outside into a large area of the French windows, but there was no one in front of the curved desk. Only the computer screens were covered with piles of code.
Where was he?
Alice thought suspiciously when she heard an electronic voice, "The left side is about 2.6m off the ground, the right side is about 2.6m off the ground. Mr. Palace, this painting is already hanging exceptionally well."
It was the sound of the Mr. Palace.
Hanging up a painting?
Alice looked over and saw William stepping on a chair and hanging a painting on the wall. On the other hand, the Mr. Palace was standing at the side with his heads raised, using their electronic eyes to look at the height of the painting, ensuring that the painting was hung horizontally and perfectly.
"No matter how I look at it, it's still crooked."
William said coldly, he was a nitpicker.
"Mr. Cullen, you don't trust me?" "I brought my own measuring system."
"You're all developed by me, there's no need to tell me your capabilities."
William said in disdain as he jumped down from the chair.
Alice stood there and looked at the painting on the wall. It was a portrait painting, a portrait of William with half of his body, a colored painting, William's silhouette was distinct and handsome, with short hair and deep eyebrows, a pair of pitch-black sharp eyes, as though she was drawing an outsider. A pair of thin lip revealed their arrogance, and completely inherited William's character.
"This ..." Alice was stunned when she saw the painting, "Isn't this what I drew?"
William turned around, and upon seeing her, his lips curled up into a smile. "Of course, I know that it was you who drew it, you think I wouldn't know about it just because you hid it under the bed?"
Alice almost fainted, "This painting is ...."
"A birthday present for me?"
William asked.
Alice was stunned by the question, then nodded.
She had been painting this portrait for a long time. She had been painting it for days with just her eyes. Because she wanted to paint his charm, his eyes on his handsome face were the most soul-eating. So, she studied it for a long time.
She had to squeeze out the time to paint, and now it was hanging on the wall of his study.
"How is it? How about hanging here? I think the left side is three millimeters away." William stood there and said with a deep voice.
How can you see three millimeters off the ground when you're already two and a half meters off the ground?
Wait a minute.
That is not the point.
"Why did you take my painting?" Alice asked.
"Isn't that the birthday present for me?" William looked at her with his black eyes, "Looking at you being so secretive these few days, I can tell that you have a problem, it seems like you are secretly drawing me."
He looked like he was seeing how smart he was.
Alice facepalmed, "But I was preparing to give this painting to you on your birthday. If you hang it up now, I don't have any more presents to give you."
They were tired of each other every day, it was not easy for her to steal time to draw portraits, and when she saw that his birthday was approaching, where could she get another surprise present?
"Why do you have to give it on your birthday?"
William raised his eyebrows. He was very satisfied with this painting.
"I wanted to surprise you, but I didn't expect that you would actually find the painting."
Alice wanted to cry, but no tears came out. She still hid under the bed carefully, thinking that the most dangerous place would be the safest place.
She made a gesture of waving her hand to express how helpless she was.
Surprise was exposed ahead of time.
William stood in front of her, wearing a dark blue shirt with two buttons on the collar, revealing his sexy collarbone. Hearing her words, his pupils darkened, his thin lip moved, "I thought you were trying to hide because you wanted me to search under the bed."
Alice was silent.
Was he saying that she was stupid? Did he think that hiding a present under his nose was easy?
William looked at her, then stepped on the chair and took down the framed painting, passing it to her and said, "Put it back under my bed in my bedroom."
"Alright, Mr. Cullen." The Mr. palace obeyed.
Alice looked at William in confusion. "Why are you putting it back?"
What was he doing now?
"I'll look for it on my birthday. Save the rest of your days of thinking about new gifts and thinking about them."
William said in all seriousness.
"Don't worry, I'll pretend I've never seen one before."
Alice was silent.
William carried her and sat in front of the desk. He lifted her chin with his index finger, "From now on, you are not allowed to hide sneakily." "I wanted to prepare a present for you."
"With you by my side, this will be the best gift for me." William made her sit in a chair, while he himself retreated all the way to the door. His black eyes stared straight at her, "Also, if you want to give me a surprise, you don't need to hide, it's very easy."
"Easy?" What surprise?"
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