Chapter 693: Young Master Law’s Uniquely Refined Taste

There are certain people who naturally seem to carry the aura of a protagonist, and no matter how well they hide within a crowd, their elegance and grace cannot be concealed.

This kind of deadly attraction seems to follow them like a shadow, drawing everyone’s gaze toward them.

Adrian Law is one such person, and Sean Grant shares this captivating quality as well.

Although there are countless artists painting on the bridge, including many handsome Caucasians, Sean Grant, standing in the sunlight, appears as if bathed in a warm glow.

Yet when he looks around, his gaze remains extremely cold.

This coldness is not the kind that isolates people, making him seem untouchable like a deity, but rather a kind mixed with a hint of fearsome gloom and chilliness.

He’s like a pure white leopard hiding in the bamboo forest, its limbs poised for movement yet remaining still, making one suspect it might just pounce and devour a fresh little life at any moment.

This aura doesn’t fit the typical style of youth at his age at all.

...

Actually, Cecilia Vaughn once suspected Sean Grant’s overly calm and indifferent demeanor at the crime scene might connect him to Chloe Alden’s case. However, Sean Grant had an alibi that was too solid, and being a mixed-race exchange student, how much animosity could he possibly have with Chloe? There was simply no need.

If you ask Cecilia, perhaps Sean Grant, being born an orphan, never experienced any normal family affection and hence cannot empathize with others.

His heart might be a deserted island, unreachable by others, and impossible to dock upon.

...

Remembering that Adrian Law previously mentioned wanting to have Sean Grant’s Moonlit Shark painting appraised at this art gallery, now seeing the painting in person, Cecilia couldn’t help but nudge Adrian humorously.

"Adrian, look, there’s nothing more direct than having the original artist appraise it."

Adrian’s eyes flickered as he stared intently at the young man painting on the bridge, a cold, faint smile tugging at his lips.

"You think having him appraise it would be useful? It’s like the grandma praising her own melons."

"Pfft... don’t be so stubborn."

Cecilia felt Adrian might also harbor suspicions toward Sean Grant, so she tiptoed closer to whisper in Adrian’s ear.

"Adrian, are you suspicious of Sean because he was also a wedding guest that day, along with the fact that this painting seems to have pre-enacted Chloe’s death?"

Adrian nonchalantly dusted his fingers before lifting the painting already mounted by Old Master Wallace.

"Cecilia, don’t you find it possible? In this world, demons who take pleasure in murder never differentiate by gender or age."

"I know, but do you think there’s any other evidence pointing to Sean besides that painting?"

Cecilia rubbed her nose in frustration.

"You have to know, the time when Chloe fell into the sea wasn’t long, but Sean and I have been standing on the ferry deck for quite some time. He lacks the timeframe to commit a crime, considering no one can be in two places at once doing other things."

"Secondly, Sean Grant had no grievances with Chloe Alden. Although Chloe and I are both art students, she’s a year ahead, and our primary conflict arose after I joined the student council. Sean is an international student, also an exchange student, who doesn’t need extra-curricular credits like these to improve his standing, nor does he have the motive to harbor conflict with Chloe."

"Could it be, maybe Chloe fancied Sean’s looks?"

Adrian thought seriously about it. Although he looked down on Sean, he had to admit that Sean indeed had striking good looks.

Yet with such exquisite features, Sean exhibited not a trace of effeminate airs, instead exuding a sort of vampire-like cunning, along with a distinctly rebellious trait common in young people.

"You mean Chloe liked Sean, pursued him in vain, and ended up annoying him?"

Cecilia chuckled and bent over in laughter.

"Adrian, you seem to have forgotten, if there was any man Chloe clearly had affections for this year, it would have been you."

"Me?!"

Adrian furrowed his handsome brows, almost forgetting about such an incident.

Cecilia playfully poked Adrian’s wrist, smiling gleefully.

"You certainly have the luxury of forgetting things. Do you remember when Chloe tried to flirt with you in one of the malls under your name, but you ignored her completely? Subsequently, Chloe grew frustrated, and upon seeing me buy a men’s watch, started spreading rumors that you were my kept man."

"Was there really such a thing?"

Despite having an excellent memory, Adrian tended to erase encounters with loathsome clowns, preferring to forget than let them occupy a space in his mind and disgust himself.

However, with Cecilia’s few words, Adrian vaguely recalled the incident with Chloe.

"Now I remember, but even though Chloe might have once been swayed by my looks, it doesn’t rule out animosity between her and Sean either, does it?"

Cecilia raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Are you implying girls can be fickle in taste?"

"Chloe did have many past rumors, but those were mostly spread by Fiona Vaughn, and Chloe wasn’t someone with a wild personal life. She had no connection with Sean, and once posted in the voting thread for school hunks, openly criticizing not to choose someone as eerie-looking as Sean just because she liked another guy’s looks. Coincidentally, the theme for our year’s school hunk was ’sunny hunks’, so it’s likely Sean didn’t fit the bill."

"But what does it matter? Girls are all about looks; relevance doesn’t matter."

"Eerie?"

Adrian raised his eyes to reassess Sean’s back on the bridge, his sharp gaze narrowing slightly, clearly in agreement with Chloe’s assessment.

"Hey, do you honestly think Sean has an eerie aura? I’d say if you hadn’t been with me for so long, you’d be even scarier than Sean, wouldn’t you?"

Adrian’s demeanor carried more of an authoritative presence of a controller. If not for marrying him and mutual affection, Cecilia might not dare approach someone like Adrian as a complete stranger.

...

Seemingly sensing Adrian and Cecilia’s prolonged gaze, the young artist on the bridge suddenly turned, his eyes locking onto Cecilia’s.

Remembering talking about someone behind their back, Cecilia couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, shyly nodding at Sean Grant.

Sean gathered his art supplies and approached Adrian and Cecilia.

More accurately, he glanced at the Moonlit Shark painting that Adrian was holding, then smirked ironically.

"I never expected the trash I threw away would one day be appreciated by Young Master Law."