Her Gilded Revenge For Stolen Fate novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Vivian stood frozen in place, not moving.

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Celia raised an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised. “What’s wrong, Vivian? Do you think something is off about it?”

“Not at all,” Vivian replied with a faint smile, her lips pressed together. She recognized this lantern all too well. It was etched deeply in her memory.

It had been more than a month since the lantern arrived at Aurea Manor. Celia had finished painting the six angels and was now eager to send them to the palace, hoping it would help Daphne win the Queen Mother’s favor.

To Daphne, Celia was more than just her niece; she was the child she had raised, brimming with hopes and dreams. Daphne longed to help her emerge from the shadows and become a true phoenix.

Celia had indeed made her proud. From a young age, she’d studied under a famous scholar and excelled in all the arts, such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. With Celia painting the angels on the Crystal Hex Lantern, Daphne felt at ease.

However, as valuable as it was, the beautifully painted angels on the lantern were incredibly delicate.

In her previous life, Vivian’s sleeve had barely brushed against it, almost no contact at all, and the six angels were ruined, smeared like a spilled paint palette. They were so dirty and damaged that it was painful to behold.

At that time, Vivian had just been released from confinement in the family chapel. Before she could clear her name, this disaster struck, and Quentin, furious, called for the family whip to give her a harsh lesson.

Vivian still remembered that cruel whip. Each strike tore her flesh, leaving deep, bloody marks.

At first, she could still scream from the pain, but by the end, she was barely conscious, her blood soaking her clothes and dripping onto the cold stone floor.

Vivian thought long and hard, but no matter how much she tried, she just couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the lantern.

It wasn’t until much later, when her so-called fiancé let it slip, that Vivian finally learned the truth.

Celia had pulled a crafty move and used flower extract to paint. The colors came out so vivid and full of life that everyone in the manor couldn’t stop singing her praises for her talent.

That was when it hit Vivian. The Crystal Hex Lantern had to be vibrant and full of color to make an impression when lit.

As Celia painted the six angels, she infused the colors with ample hydrangea extract. With each brushstroke, the angels’ robes appeared to shimmer and sway, while the soft pink clouds beneath them floated and swirled, giving the lantern a dreamy quality.

But all that beauty was just for looks. The moment those paintings came in contact with caustic soda, they would be ruined, turning into nothing but a mess.

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Chapter 19

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On the day the lantern was damaged, Vivian accidentally picked up some caustic soda powder on the hem of her outer robe, Caustic soda was colorless and almost invisible. Unless it touched one’s skin, one wouldn’t even know it was there behind all that fabric.

When the caustic soda powder landed on the lantern, the pigment quickly changed from soft pink to a bluish-purple, ruining the artwork and turning it into a disaster.

Vivian ended up taking the blame. Everyone pointed fingers at her as the cause,

Now, Celia walked gracefully over to Vivian, took her hand affectionately, and led her right in front of the

lantern.

Standing that close, Vivian thought the lantern really was stunning. If Daphne sent it to the Queen Mother, Celia would likely receive praise and recognition.

But for Celia, getting Fortune was far more important than just securing, her future. The Queen Mother’s favor was unpredictable. There was no way to know if she would actually like Celia because of this lantern.

Celia had been using this trick to gain Fortune for years, and it always worked. That was her main goal, so she wouldn’t hesitate to ruin the Crystal Hex Lantern if it meant getting what she wanted.

Watching Celia play the same old game, Vivian glanced at her wide sleeves and couldn’t help but smile knowingly.

Celia kept moving forward, staying focused.

Just as Vivian’s sleeve brushed against the lantern, Sylvia, who was nearby, suddenly screamed, “The painting on the lantern is smudged!”

Vivian shook her wrist and pulled back her sleeve. With the fabric out of the way, the once-perfect Crystal Hex Lantern was now covered in big, messy blue and purple splotches.

The gentle, calm faces of the angels were ruined. They now looked twisted and almost frightening. A strange floral scent filled the air.

“Vivian, what did you do?” Sylvia yelled, pointing her finger at Vivian and accusing her right away.

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