Frederick stood still for a long time. What did she just say? That ugly drawing was based on him?
Just then, Holly entered the living room. Leah had already gone upstairs, and Holly quickly approached Frederick. “Sir, the few pieces of postmodern art you ordered have arrived. The workers are unloading them. Where do you want to hang them? In the study?”
He had become very sensitive to the term "postmodern" lately and didn’t want to see it at all. “Don’t unload them. Take them to Harrison’s apartment along with the other postmodern pieces from the house. We won’t be hanging those in the villa anymore.”
Holly looked confused.
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On May 2nd, the Smile Ice Cream Shop opened for business. It was a zero-cost promotion for the first day, and long lines formed outside. Children craved ice cr
