Before Ashley could speak, Joseph said firmly, "It must be you! I asked you yesterday if you could paint, and you admitted. But I've always suspected you have been hiding your abilities. You're Aurora, aren't you?"
He found out he had underestimated her before.
Ashley no longer hid it and nodded calmly. "Yeah."
Joseph even stood up in excitement. "How awesome you are, Ashley! Even if I had no idea about landscape oil painting, I had heard the name Aurora. Many people thought she was an elder with high artistic attainments, but I didn't expect you to be so young."
Joseph kept talking excitedly, "How close our relationship is! I wonder if you could paint a picture for me when you're free. I'll frame it and hang it in my home to cultivate my artistic temperament."
Then, he turned to look at Valentin. "Please intercede for me, Valentin. I want a painting from Ashley."
Valentin directly refused. "Don't overwork Ashley."
Ashley shrugged helplessly.
Joseph found Valentin partial toward Ashley.
He just asked for a painting but was targeted by Valentin.
Ashley coughed lightly. "Actually, I'm not tired. What do you want?"
Joseph immediately raised his hand like a well-behaved child. "I want a painting of a starry sky. Every star should be extra bright. In that case, my mood will be better when I enjoy it."
Ashley replied, "Okay, great idea."
"You're a peach, Ashley. I can't believe you don't think my idea is naive." Joseph was moved to tears.
Ashley glanced at him. "Just a bit naive."
Joseph choked on her words and couldn't come back to his senses.
Ashley's attitude toward him distressed him.
Joseph glanced at Valentin and found him staring at Ashley all the time. Then, he glanced at Ashley again.
He felt like he had interrupted their time together.
Hence, Joseph quickly ran away without looking back in order to leave there.
Ashley blinked blankly, looked at Valentin on the couch, and asked, "What is he here for? Just for breakfast?"
Valentin raised his eyebrows and replied, "He got a painting of yours."
At that point, Ashley walked up to him and complained in a low voice, "You just talked nonsense again. A painting doesn't burden me with anything."
Valentin said, "I don't want you to paint for him."
Ashley asked, "Why?"
"You haven't even painted for me," Valentin replied.
Ashley refuted, "Nonsense! I've painted it for you before."
"Yeah, you drew me a dog." Valentin raised his eyebrows, looking at her leisurely.
Before Ashley could reply, her phone suddenly rang, and it was called by a strange number.
When she got a strange call now, she became wary and suspected the call had come from anyone in the Ramos family.
But if she didn't answer the call, what if someone else called for urgent business?
Ashley thought for a while and then simply answered it.
"Hello?"
After speaking, Ashley waited for the one on the phone to reply.
However, she could only hear the faint sound of breathing but no words.
Ashley frowned.
She suspected it was Frankie calling.
She looked indifferent and directly hung up.
Valentin noticed her reaction and figured out the situation. He said in a low voice, "Is it Frankie calling?"
"He is out of his mind. He always called me from different numbers, but he never talked when I picked up the calls." Ashley, indeed, couldn't understand his mind.
Valentin raised his hand and pulled her to sit down on the couch. "I'll help you find out his location now."
"There is no need to investigate him. I don't care about it." Ashley showed no interest in Frankie's whereabouts at all, nor did she care about his behavior.
After all, she had nothing to do with the Ramos family now.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang again.
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