The Divorcee Amazed the World

Shirley was surprised again, “So fast?”

“Yeah.”

After hanging up the phone, Helena walked into her own study.

The study was equipped with a complete set of tools for restoring ancient books and paintings.

Grandpa loved collecting ancient calligraphy and paintings, which were not easy to preserve. Over the past few years, Helena had been helping maintain and restore them.

This set of tools was arranged by Willis.

Helena took a sheet of rice paper, skillfully dyed it with old tea water, and had a servant help grind the ink.

Once the paper dried, she picked up a brush and, relying on the images stored in her mind, began to paint.

M. H.’s paintings were rich in layers and changes in brushwork and scenery. The technique was distinctive, using unique cracked strokes and fine strokes with ox hair. The ink was thick, the composition intricate, with multiple layers of mountains and repeated reflections in the water. The scenery was profound and elegant.

Guided by her grandfather from a young age, Helena had copied many of his works.

Familiar with his painting techniques and brushwork, she effortlessly painted a partial drawing based on her memory.

In the evening, Helena finished the drawing and contacted Shirley.

Shirley rushed over, received the drawing, and compared it to the photos on her phone. It was almost identical.

The only difference was that Helena had already repaired the missing parts that were absent in the original painting.

Shirley exclaimed repeatedly, couldn’t help but fiddle with Helena’s head, looking left and right. “Sis Helena, you You genius!”

Helena felt a bit embarrassed by Shirley’s antics and gently pushed her away, saying, “I was born a few hours later than you; you can still call me Helena.”

“No, you’re my Helena. Sister represents the position in the world, regardless of age.”

Helena couldn’t argue with her and let her call her whatever she wanted.

Shirley carefully rolled up the drawing, placed it in the car, and said, “My brother has gone abroad for a medical exchange. He heard from his colleagues that your grandmother passed away, so he specifically called me to accompany you more. Where do you want to go? I’ll accompany you.”

Having some free time to miss her grandmother, Helena also wanted to go out and clear her mind, so she said, “Let’s go on the Ferris wheel.”

Shirley raised an eyebrow, “What’s so good about that?”

Helena felt a bit awkward, “I’ve never been on one.”

“What? You’re in your twenties and haven’t been on a Ferris wheel?”

“Yeah, never.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Helena got into Shirley’s car.

After having a meal together, they went to the largest amusement park in Kyoto.

The giant Ferris wheel, over a hundred meters tall, had colorful lights installed on each small cabin. It looked beautiful like a rainbow at night.

Helena and Shirley got into one of the cabins.

About ten minutes later, they reached the highest point of the Ferris wheel.

There were telescopes inside each cabin for visitors to enjoy the night view.

Helena and Shirley picked up the telescope and looked outside. They could see the entire Kyoto, with thousands of lights, colorful and dazzling, and countless stars in the sky, creating an incomparable night scene.

Suddenly, Shirley patted Helena’s shoulder and shouted, “Look! That handsome guy, Willis!”

Helena adjusted the telescope and looked in the direction Shirley pointed.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

On the opposite side, in front of the Capital Hotel, a man and a woman descended from a stretched luxury car.

The man was tall and handsome, dressed in a dark suit, walking gracefully with long strides and a charismatic demeanor.

The woman was beautiful, stylishly dressed, exuding a luxurious aura.

The man was Willis.

The woman was Susan.

They walked shoulder to shoulder towards the main entrance of the hotel, chatting as they walked.

The telescope provided a clear view, and even Susan’s smiling face was visible.

She looked so happy.

The smile on Helena’s face froze.