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    Maybe, Brendon thought, Christina needed to learn the hard way who was actually looking out for her.


    Christina made her way toward the center of the room, the hush of shifting attention following her every step. d in a lc evening gown, she carried herself with effortless elegance—a quiet, unshakable grace, as if some celestial being had stepped down to Earth. “Stunning” didn’t even begin to cover it.


    “Mrs. Scott, I wish you endless joy and unshakable health.” After her brief blessing, Christina extended her gift with both hands. “This oil painting is my present for you. I hope you’ll like it.”


    Brendon had already gifted Eyes from Heaven. Therefore, when the guests realized Christina was offering an oil painting, disapproval rippled through the air. Very few works couldpete with Eyes from Heaven. No one believed she could possibly own one that could.


    But then, a guest who had recently attended an auction suddenly froze, their eyes locking on Christina with recognition.


    The guest who had recently attended the same auction with Christinamented, “Oh! I remember now. I’ve seen this woman before at the auction. She’s the one who secured the painting Feathers of the Divine.”


    “Is that the gift she’s nning to give Margot? Butpared to Feathers of the Divine, Eyes from Heaven is far rarer—especially since it’s already been presented.”


    “If Christina had beaten Brendon to it and offered her painting first, maybe it could have caught Margot’s attention or even her admiration. But now Brendon has been faster, giving Margot an extraordinary painting. Showing up with another one won’t stir so much as a flicker of excitement.”


    The hushed voices of the guests carried a note of certainty—none of the guests held any real hope that Christina’s gift would impress. When Margot made no move to summon the housekeeper forward, it only reinforced their belief that she wasn’t interested.


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    Margot, however, was quietly studying Christina, her gaze sweeping over the young woman with careful subtlety. So this was the woman Dn had fallen for. She was, without a doubt, striking—beautiful, elegant, and self-possessed. More than that, her very presence seemed to match Dn’s, neither overshadowing nor diminishing him.


    Margot had no clue what type of girl Dn favored. She had always assumed he was drawn to women who were gentle and unassuming. But now it was clear—he had chosen someone with amanding air. If Christina were to stand beside Dn, their presence would bnce perfectly, each enhancing the other.


    Margot’s mind lingered on her assessment, even to the point of imagining how things might turn out if Christina and Dn ever shed. The thought amused her so much that she let out a quiet chuckle.


    Yet, mindful that Christina’s painting might seem pale next to Eyes from Heaven, Margot turned to give a calm instruction. “L, go and collect the painting Miss Jones brought.”


    The guests, noting that Margot showed no sign of displeasure, dared not voice further mockery.


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