Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 761

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The penmanship of the Book of Solace flowed with an organic, effortless elegance–bold yet polished, its structure balancing unrestrained movement and sharp precision in a manner that felt both vivid and steady.

As she unspooled the parchment scroll, Claudia began to explain. “Book of Solace is revered as one of the twin pinnacles of transitional cursive script. His work marks a pivotal turning point in the evolution of th form, offering irreplaceable depth for scholarly study and artistic appreciation…”

She went on, her tone engaging and clear, and Randall found himself genuinely drawn in by her words In that moment, the old saying that “handwriting reveals character” felt vividly true.

Claudia reached for a nearby book to weight down the edge of the scroll, and her eyes briefly met / Randall’s–he had been watching her intently the whole time.

“Really something else,” Timothy murmured under his breath, looking from the artwork to Claudia and back again.

Whether it was the piece itself or the person presenting it, he couldn’t help but be impressed.

Claudia took a receipt and a pen from her bag and held them out to Timothy. “If everything looks good, Timothy, just sign here. I have another appointment to get to.”

“No rush,” Timothy replied, accepting the receipt but making no move to sign. “I’ve reserved a table at Serene Manor. Why don’t you join Mr. Holcomb and me for lunch? You can head out after we eat.”

Claudia did not answer right away. Instead, she opened another crate and carefully lifted out a wall–hung parchment scroll–this one in sweeping cursive lettering, featuring the romantic poet’s famous ode To the Feast. It stretched roughly six feet long, the penmanship rendered with flawless skill. Randall examined it with obvious admiration.

“Timothy, here’s the receipt for this piece as well,” Claudia said, laying another slip of paper on the table in front of him and setting the pen beside it.

Timothy’s smile tightened slightly.

Randall’s lips twitched, but he stayed quiet.

Seeing that Claudia wasn’t interested in prolonging the conversation, Timothy decided not to press further. Claudia had built a strong reputation in online circles, yet remained fairly private offline. Plenty of collectors struggled even to get on her waiting list. If he offended her now, it could make things difficult for him in this community later–especially with Randall right here, who’d mentioned they were on good

terms.

There was also the unspoken presence of someone influential in the room.

So Timothy let it go, picked up the pen, and signed both receipts.

“Will you be transferring the remaining balance, Timothy, or would you prefer to pay in cash?” Claudia

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“Wire transfer,” Timothy said, then called over his assistant and instructed accounting to process the payment immediately.

Within five minutes, Claudia’s phone buzzed with a confirmation–the full hundred thousand dollars had been deposited.

A satisfied smile touched her lips. “Would you like me to pack these up for you, or…?”

“No need,” Randall answered, still engrossed in examining each character on the scroll.

“Then I’ll leave you two to it.” With a polite nod, Claudia turned and walked out of the office.

Timothy watched her go, his gaze lingering on the confident sway of her step.

Randall glanced toward where Timothy was looking, his own expression turning neutral and unreadable

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“Timothy.”

Timothy snapped back to attention and put on an earnest smile. “Everything to your satisfaction, Mr. Holcomb?”

Randall gave a low chuckle. “Not entirely.”

The words sent a chill through Timothy. He’d paid over two hundred thousand for that piece and had spent days persuading Claudia to part with it. It dawned on him then–Randall had chosen not to confront him earlier out of respect for Claudia’s presence, but now he was settling the score.

Timothy began apologizing repeatedly.

Randall’s mouth curved slightly again as he carefully rolled up the calligraphy and stored it away.

Back in her car, Claudia slipped off her heels and pulled on a pair of sneakers. She rubbed her ankles. gently–it had been a while since she’d worn heels, and they’d rubbed her skin raw in places.

Frowning slightly, she started the engine and headed toward Southhall Compound.

Darren was away on business, and concerned that Claudia might not be fully familiar with the arrangements, he’d asked Shawn to step in and assist.

When Claudia arrived at Southhall, she found Shawn at Malus House, going over some notes with Nora.

“Shawn,” Claudia greeted as she approached.

“Ms. Bowman.”

Shawn noticed she was carrying a large flat box with several scrolls standing upright inside.

Nora hurried over and took the box from her.

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