Chapter: 464

�This was my father�s favorite painting when he was alive, Dost Wurst�s �The Shepherd Boy Singing in the Evening�. Many famous figures in the art world are looking everywhere for this painting. The prices they offer to go as high as $15 million. Even when our family was going through a rough time and could really use the money, my father was unwilling to sell the painting. If it got burned, I would have felt really sad��

Renee started crying again. She looked at Stefan, who was focused on driving, with tears in her eyes and said sincerely, �Stefan, thank you. I didn�t think you would do so much for a friend.�

Stefan said coldly, �For a friend?�

�Of course.�

They happened to arrive at a red light.

Stefan pulled the handbrake. He turned to Renee, his eyes deep and burning, and asked, �Were you serious about what you said earlier?

Renee blushed a little, �Which part?�

�You said if I die, you won�t be able to live anymore.�

�Of� of course I wasn�t serious!�

Renee continued to deny it. �The atmosphere was building up to that. If I didn�t say that, it would seem like I have no conscience.�

�Is that so?�

Stefan gave Renee a meaningful look.

When the green light came on, Renee thought he would put down the handbrake, but his large hand instead grasped her tightly�

Renee froze. She looked at Stefan with puzzled eyes, not daring to move an inch.

Her fair cheeks were blushing so hard that it was visible to the naked eye.

What� What�s the meaning of this?

Stefan seemed quite at ease. He looked straight ahead and said faintly, �Sorry, grabbed the wrong thing.�

After that, he moved his hand to the gear lever and smoothly adjusted its position from neutral to drive.

The sports car whizzed along the road.

It moved fast, like Renee�s heartbeat! JrNovels.com