Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 754

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Chapter 754 The Calligraphy Studio

Chapter 754 The Calligraphy Studio

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The place hadn’t been particularly popular before, but once all the food influencers started showing up, it blew up overnight.

Claudia had a feeling Harold was trying to get closer to her lately. Maybe he was hoping to finally put that gift box of lingerie to use.

She spaced out for a moment, then glanced at him and simply said, “Thanks.”

That polite, detached reply felt even colder than saying nothing at all.

With Megan, she was all smiles and warmth. But with him, she was as still and unreadable as a calm lake no ripples, no spark. Sometimes she’d look at him like he was some kind of predator, flinching away and avoiding eye contact.

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Over the next several days, Harold was out early and back late. Even though they lived under the same roof, Claudia barely saw him except sometimes at meals.

She didn’t feel comfortable asking where he’d been.

Then one morning, Claudia had a follow–up appointment at the hospital.

When she woke up, Harold was already gone.

She put on her glasses–thin silver chains dangling beside her cheeks–and slipped into a fitted black mermaid dress. She paired it with black heels, wore her hair down, and applied light, polished makeup.

This wasn’t her usual style, but after the appointment she had to attend the opening ceremony for Jaron’s new studio, and that evening she needed to stop by the Southhall Compound.

Darren was away on business, and there was an important reception at Southhall that needed someone to keep an eye on things.

She hadn’t asked Lowell for any favors this time–Nora had taken care of all the paperwork.

The check–up went smoothly. The doctor told her she was pretty much healed.

Just as she was leaving, a voice called out from nearby.

“Claudia!”

Lowell walked over, a file in hand, his eyes scanning her from head to toe.

Dressed like this, she carried a subtle, elegant charm–and it was the first time he’d seen her wearing. glasses.

Harold’s eating good…

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No wonder he’d been so quick to cut things off with Loretta.

“Dr. Moore,” Claudia said, stopping politely.

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“Wow, back when you needed a favor it was all ‘please, pretty please, call Harold for me‘–and now I’m just ‘Dr. Moore‘ again?” Lowell chuckled. “Talk about burning bridges.”

Claudia offered a tight, awkward smile.

Back then, she’d used every trick in the book to get his help. Asking her to talk like that now? She’d rather walk through fire.

“Relax, I’m just messing with you. Just call me Lowell.” He softened his tone. “So, how’s the arm? All better?”

Ever since Harold unilaterally broke off the engagement with the Flood family, Lowell had realized there was something real going on between him and this woman.

“Much better. Pretty much back to normal,” she replied.

“Good, that’s-”

Before he could finish, a nurse across the hallway called him away.

Claudia seized the moment to excuse herself and leave.

Her next stop was Jaron’s Willow Studio. By the time she arrived, quite a few people had already gathered.

Willow Studio was designed like a modern–interpreted loft space–clean lines, monochrome tones, with calligraphy pieces displayed as focal points throughout.

Jaron had a strong reputation in the art scene. Not only was he a former student of the renowned Marion,

but his own technique and innovative style were highly respected.

Most of today’s attendees were established calligraphy instructors, parents and students who followed his work, and a number of affluent patrons who collected his pieces.

“Ms. Bowman, registration is over here,” a young woman at the entrance directed warmly.

Claudia walked over and signed her name.

Nora hadn’t come inside–Claudia had sent her ahead to Southhall to handle preliminary arrangements.

Following the signs toward the second instructional hall, Claudia crossed the courtyard between buildings when a young, complaining voice caught her ear.

“I’m not learning this! It’s so boring… It’s like being stuck in detention. There’s nothing cool about it!”

She couldn’t help but look over–and locked eyes with the kid.

It was the same boy who’d kidnapped her in that van a while back, the one whose arm she’d dislocated. She remembered him clearly.

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Standing beside him was a tall, athletic–built man in his thirties, with fair, refined features and a sharp jawline–clearly someone who kept in shape.

This was the same man who’d bailed the kid out at the police station that day.

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