Chapter 773


    He just wanted more!


    Arabe chuckled. "Grandpa, if you like, I can write for you in the future, whatever you want."


    "Really?" Phillip was pretty shocked, but more so thrilled. He didn''t expect this kid to be so


    understanding and dutiful. Compared to his son, it''s like night and day.


    "Don''t pressure Arabe too much." Romeo chimed in from the side, "Her words are worth a fortune.


    Dr. Bell''s medical fees, free meal cards, various jewelry. Don''t overdo it."


    Well, look who''s ying the knight in shining armor now!


    George noticed his son seemed a bit upset. But since they stepped into the room, no one seemed to


    pay him any attention.


    "Arabe, you cane over and write a few pieces for me in the future!” Phillip tantly disregarded


    his grandson''s words and turned to Arabe with a smile. "I''m a big fan of calligraphy, and we can


    discuss some Calligraphy issues face-to-face."


    Arabe smiled and said, "Sure:"


    Brodie, who was standing nearby, cleared his throat to remind them after half an hour of their various


    topics discussion.


    "Phillip, Shirley, thedy has been here for half an hour. Shall we let the waiter serve the dishes?"


    They''ve kept people hungry for half an hour.


    "Oh right, we totally forgot about that in the excitement!” Shirley was a bit embarrassed, they invited her


    for dinner but ended up talking for ages. This kid must be hungry, right?


    "Let''s get the food served.’ Phillip didn''t realize that half an hour had passed amidst the chatter and


    instinctively shifted the me. "Brodie, we were too excited and forgot about it, why didn''t you remind


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    us earlier?"


    Brodie was used to it and even wore a smile. "Yeah, yeah, it''s all my fault."


    "What did Arabe gift you?" Phillip moved closer to his wife while waiting for the dishes, eager to take


    a peek at the gift box in her hand.


    Shirley tucked away the gift box, not letting him see. "We''re about to eat; let''s check it out after dinner."


    "Let''s take a quick look." Phillip was curious to know if there were any calligraphy or painting works


    inside.


    Shirley refused and handed the gift box to Brodie for safekeeping.


    Phillip red at Brodie.


    Brodie was also in a bind: "Sorry, Phillip, but Shirley''s the boss in this house. You can check it out after


    the meal!"


    Phillip was a bit disappointed.


    After a while, he couldn''t help but ask his son, "You mentioned that Arabe drew a painting for me,


    where is it?"


    George looked a bit deted. "Didn''t I ask Mr. Brodie to give it to you when we got homest night?"


    Phillip was too busy ming them for their frequent world tours and rare home visits to notice what the


    gift was. Now he was filled with curiosity. "Can you tell me what Be drew?"


    He was dying to see it!


    "I have a photo of it on my phone." At this point, George seemed to remember something, took out his


    phone, opened his gallery, and let his father take a look.


    Just one nce, and Phillip was deeply impressed by the artistic conception and technique of the


    painting.