NOVEL The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith Chapter 1130
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Chapter 1130: 516 Currently_2 Chapter 1130: 516 Currently_2 “Callista, only when you are by my side, do I feel at ease.”

Beside you, you are the most important person to me in this world.

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Kelly Martinez opened her eyes, a ray of sunlight pierced through the gauze curtains and cast onto the carpet, the chirping of the sparrows outside the window added a touch of liveliness to the morning.

The spot next to her was empty, without a hint of warmth.

Kelly raised her hand to touch the corner of her eyes, a trace of warmth burned into her fingertips.

She seemed to have had a dream.

A lifetime of dreams, waking up to only faint melancholy, her heart empty as if missing a piece.

How ridiculous it is to shrink back due to fear.

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Claiming to be carefree, yet there is always something that one can’t put down.

She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, curled up into a ball.

The fragments of the dream gradually pieced together into a face.

“Callista is gone, in this world, only I am left…”.

She hid in the arms of a man, sobbing like a child.

“Can you love me?

Can you love me…?”

She incessantly asked, eager to get an answer.

His cool fingertips gently wiped away her tears, she still remembered the instant their skin touched, the tremble at the tip of her heart.

She wished in the throes of brief joy and passion, to forget all the pain and sadness, until she was completely lost.

“A moment in a spring night is worth a thousand gold, my pearl can’t be bought with tens of millions of gold, can I buy you for a night?”

Kelly screamed in collapse, tousling her messy hair, her face twisted in pain.

The door was gently knocked, Aubree Groove appeared in the doorway: “Get up, cleanse yourself, and have a meal.”

“Aubree Groove.” Kelly ran over barefoot and hugged Aubree Groove, screaming in collapse.

Her actions had a strong scent of acting coquettish.

Aubree gently patted her back, “You were sleep talking last night.”

Kelly froze instantly, her voice trembling as she asked: “What…

What did I say in my sleep?”

“You said…”.

Kelly suddenly covered her ears, “I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it…”.

Aubree’s voice was gentle: “Alright, I won’t say it, let’s cleanse ourselves and have breakfast.”

Kelly quickly finished washing up, looked up to see the breathtaking beauty of her bare face in the mirror, she raised her hand to touch her cheek, there used to be tear-streaks winding down it, as if the cold touch was vaguely familiar.

Kelly wiped off the fog from the mirror, her eyes gradually becoming determined.

At the dining table, Kelly opened her tablet and browsed a few forums, as expected, Aubree Groove and Green Water Pearl were the most mentioned.

The Heirloom Ink Auction was a peak event for the antique and literary circles, it had always received the most attention, as soon as it ended last night, news spread in the circles.

The appearance of the Green Water Pearl directly shook the antique industry.

South Narnia was a distant and mysterious ancient kingdom, and the legend of the Green Hills and Clear Waters had been since ancient times, for thousands of years it only existed in ancient books and legends.

With the fall of the ancient kingdom of South Narnia, it became a perpetual mystery.

There had been tomb raiders who claimed to have found the location of the South Narnian ancient tomb, but no one ever believed it.

Until someone in an antique forum exposed that they had personally seen the Green Water Pearl at the Heirloom Ink Auction tonight, Alfred Spinter personally confirmed it, there could be no mistake.

This person was the owner of an antique shop, his identity had been authenticated in the forum, although he did not qualify to sit in the guest seats, he was one of the backstage staff, and his lifelong goal was to enter the Heirloom Ink Antique Auction.

His words had a lot of credibility in the forum, and Alfred Spinter’s name was famous.

Although there were still many doubts, many people believed it, and the forum was bustling.

And in the small group exchanging calligraphy interests, Aubree Groove’s name was trending.

Only because she had written the pure Flying White Style, praised by Master Georgia to have achieved the style of David Burton, it was even more refined than in the past.

This was high praise, enough to cause unrest in the calligraphy world, for a while, the group was inquiring who this Aubree Groove was, under which master she had studied.

When they found out she was only seventeen, the group fell silent instantly.

A genius from heaven, a genius from heaven indeed!

——The teenage Orchid Pavilion Cup calligraphy competition is about to start its preliminary rounds in three years, looking forward to this young lady making it to the final, to win some credit for us girls.

What are you thinking, there are so many national level experts, is it her turn to stand out?

——Master Georgia has personally praised her, could Master Georgia be mistaken?

——Who of you saw Master Georgia praising her with your own eyes?

Who can’t buy published articles to build momentum, maybe the person who posted is a marketing troll, the Flying White Style is so difficult to practice, even if one wants to reach one-tenth of David Burton’s level, it still needs decades of hard work, how old is she, even if she started practicing since she was in her mother’s womb, it’s impossible.

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