The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

At the Wilson residence’s

‘s west side small courtyard, only two people were left.

Quiana took out a small delicate bottle and tossed it to him. “A birthday gift.”

“It’s already great that you’re here. Why bring a gift?” Elliott opened it, took a snitt, and was slightly surprised. “Pills?”

Quiana nodded, “For longevity.”

“Living one day at a time, why would I need longevity?” Although he said this, the wrinkles on Elliott’s face softened significantly as he accepted the gift with a cheerful smile.

He asked with concern, “Have you been painting lately? Let me seo,

Quiana shook her head. “No.”

She painted because her mom encouraged her to

But it didn’t work for her.

mom encouraged her to learn, saying it was to calm her mind.

Later, she spent two years cultivating herself

There were no art supplies here, and she didn’t have the time to paint anyway.

Elliott felt

fell a bit regretful and said earnestly. “Even if you want to be an actress, it wouldn’t stop you from painting. Are you not going to reconsider?”

Quiana replied to a message on her phone. “Not interested”

Ever since they met, including this time, Elliott had asked her numerous times.

And her answer was always the same.

He sighed. “I had planned to start a class for you.”

“You don’t have to waste your time waiting for me.” Quiana put away her phone and waved. “Take care of yourself. I’m leaving

This girl was always so cold and indifferent as if nothing mattered to her.

Yet her heart was still warm.

The way she showed care was just different…

Seeing her

her walking toward the courtyard wall, he said, a bit annoyed, “I’ll have someone escort you through the main entrance.”

He wished he could announce to the world that Quiana was his chosen apprentice.

But Quiana didn’t care for such honor.

—–

Outside the courtyard gate, Carole stood there, staring at her intensely, her eyes blazing.

“Are you Quiana?” Aaden walked around her, looking her up and down. His handsome face showed admiration. “You are beautiful

“Have you seen enough? Julius‘ voice suddenly rang out, light but sending chills down the spine.

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This guy’s disabled and sick. No one know when he would die. If he went crazy and destroyed a few families before he died, it wouldn’t be worth it.

“Tom, don’t scare me! Is there a doctor? Are any doctors around? Call a doctor!” Suddenly, urgent cries from a woman came from the direction of the Irving room.