Chapter 215
Aria was about to head to the training room when her phone rang.
Seeing the taller ID, she answered immediately—before she could say a word, all she heard wat dafie and a sharp scolding. “Ungarana broke me up at the airport.”
She barely managed to stifle a laugh as she pulled on her coat and left.
Meanwhile, at the Cole Group, Liam picked up a call from Hannah. “Liam, Collin told me Mono’s arrived at the airport. I’m coming to get your let’s go straight to the Fine Art Society.”
It had been ten years since Mono last showed up anywhere.
Liam wasn’t about to miss this chance, so he dropped his work and hurried out the door.
At the airport, a silver–haired old man sat alone, his suit neat but his eyes sunken, cheekbones sharp, every inch marked by age.
Mono, just come with us, said a well–dressed man, hair slicked back and posture formal.
Mono looked away, voice low and rough. “No need to worry, Gael’s with me. I’ll wait a bit longer.”
Gael McFarland, his private butler and a retired soldier, had watched over Mono for more than a decade.
Sitting beside him, Gael kept a quiet eye on the crowds.
The middle–aged man tried again, “Are you waiting for your apprentice?”
Mono snorted. “No, I’m waiting for a little idiot with more nerves than brains, who’s blind and thick–headed.”
With those words, Mono finally vented a fraction of his anger.
Until she apologized in person, he refused to acknowledge that brat as his student.
She’d embarrassed him enough already.
At that moment, Gael brightened. “Mono, Aria’s here.”
Mono raised his chin, narrowed his eyes, and gave a cold snort. “Well, she finally bothered to show up. Kept an old man like me waiting half an hour.”
The middle–aged man looked up and saw a young woman approaching–beautiful, striking, and cool as ice.
Nothing about her said “artist,” and she certainly didn’t look like Mono’s apprentice.
But Aria spotted Mono right away and hurried over.
“You’re late–how dare you keep Mono waiting so long?” the man scolded, acting like family. Then, bowing, he added, “Mono, we can leave whenever you like.”
Mono shot him a glare that made the man’s heart stutter–had he said something wrong?
Mono just huffed through his nose, then held out his arm.
Aria stepped in and naturally took his arm, helping him up. “Are you going to the Fine Art Society or coming with me?” she asked.
“We have nothing to do with each other. Go to your place and I’ll lose all my reputation,” Mono snapped, eyes slanted her way.
Aria could only sigh–he was definitely still holding a grudge.
Chapter 215
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Fine, we’ll go to the Fine Art Society,” Arla sald, shutting the matter down.
Mono rolled his eyes at her, while Gael stifled a chuckle and followed with the luggage.
At their destination. Arla tried to speak to Mono, but he waved her off. “I’m here now. Go back to wherever you came from, and don’t show your three days.”
She paused, then nodded. “Alright, I’ll come see you in three days.”
Climbing back into her car, Aria pulled away as Moño watched the taillights vanish, so angry that his nostrils flared with every breath.
That heartless brat–she really left as soon as he told her to.
Across the lot, in a black car, Liam sat in the driver’s seat, frowning as he watched Aria’s car disappear into the distance, Wasn’t that Aria’s car?
