The man from the auction house delivered the huge black case and left without a word.
Ella tilted her head, eyeing it with suspicion. "Did Adrian say anything about this?"
Bertha paused. "No, Miss Yu. It's rare for someone to deliver anything directly to the Eve Mansion. Shall I move it to the study?"
Ella narrowed her eyes. A vague idea flitted in her mind. "No. Unpack it here."
Bertha hesitated but followed the detailed instructions left behind. As the latches clicked open and the lid lifted, a sheet of silk peeled away, revealing a painting.
"A painting…?" Bertha murmured.
But Ella had already stepped forward, her breath catching.
It was that painting.
The one she and Lilith had fought tooth and nail for in the auction. The one she lost. The one Adrian had bought for an obscene price.
She just stood there, blinking.
He bought it for her?
...
That night, Ella buried her face in her pillow, letting out a muffled groan. "Ahhhhhh!"
