113 The Paintings

Jia broke into tears as she looked outside the car's window. The long outstretch of lush greeneries by the roadside slowly shifted into rows of commercial buildings and hotels. She never thought that she would still be able to see this city again. What were those certain charitable acts did she do that she would be paid back so dearly?

Soon, the car turned right into a certain subdivision, and after many street turns, it pulled to a stop in front of a two - storey house. Mr. Arvin came down first and took out their luggages before opening up the door for her to step down.

"Who's property is this, Mr. Arvin?" She asked as she looked at him fumbling through a bunch of keys.

"Mr. Rex' brother." Mr. Arvin answered briefly.