Chapter 230: Is Whisperwind Ophelia Warren?

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Is Whisperwind Ophelia Warren?

After having dinner with the old gentleman that evening, Keith Sterling stayed the night at the old family residence, while Sienna Everett and Julian Forrester returned to Veridian Gardens.

Upon returning to Veridian Gardens, Sienna Everett walked into the living room. She had just sat down on the sofa and hadn’t even had a moment to rest when she received a call from Mr. Fabian Vance, an old friend of her late grandfather.

Fabian Vance was a close friend of her grandfather’s and knew that Sienna Everett could paint. He also knew that she was the mysterious female artist, Whisperwind.

"Sienna, I’m organizing an art exhibition in a few days. It’s not a solo show, but a group exhibition. We’ll be displaying traditional Chinese paintings from many master artists, and I would love to invite you to participate!" the old gentleman invited enthusiastically.

Sienna Everett considered it. This was a close friend of her late grandfather, and Fabian Vance was a genuine art lover, so she accepted the invitation.

The next morning, Sienna Everett decided to visit the house where her grandparents used to live.

All the paintings she had done were kept at their old home.

Sienna Everett told Julian Forrester she was heading out.

But Julian Forrester stood up. "I’ll go with you."

He was worried that if she went back alone, the familiar surroundings would remind her of her deceased grandparents and she would be overcome with sadness.

"Don’t you have to go to the office today?" Sienna Everett didn’t want to interfere with his work. "You don’t have to come with me. I’ll be fine."

"It’s just work. How could it be more important than you?" After saying this, Julian Forrester called Samuel Sutton and told him to cancel what could be canceled from his schedule for the day and postpone what couldn’t.

Sienna Everett gently bit the inside of her lower lip, an indescribable warmth filling her heart.

Sienna Everett had no choice but to leave with him.

Her grandfather sometimes got the urge to do some farming and would move to the countryside to live.

But he also had many residences in the city.

Although these residences were now vacant, Sienna Everett had hired people to clean them regularly.

Sienna Everett led Julian Forrester to a villa in the suburbs. She pushed open the gate, and they went inside. The flowers in the yard were blooming beautifully, but it was clear they lacked tending, as a layer of petals and fallen leaves covered the ground.

Using her key to open the door, they stepped inside. Because she had hired cleaners to come regularly, the house had no accumulated dust and remained bright and clean.

The furnishings inside were exactly as they had been when her grandparents were alive, not having been moved an inch.

Looking at these scenes from her memories, Sienna Everett’s eyes began to sting, and a wave of hot, suppressed tears welled up in them.

It was as if the days she had spent living with her grandparents appeared before her eyes, like a slideshow playing in reverse, scene by scene, rewinding from the present back to her childhood, all the way back to when she was first adopted by them from the orphanage.

Back then, she had no mother or father, no brother or other relatives.

But she had her grandparents, and she had Julian Forrester...

She, too, had once possessed the warmest kind of family love...

Suddenly, her right hand was enveloped in a warm palm. Sienna Everett turned her head in a daze and met the man’s dark, profound eyes.

The beautiful boy who had grown up with her had crossed the river of time to become the handsome and distinguished man he was today.

After all this time, the person she had been closest to in her childhood had returned to her side...

Sienna Everett blinked, the tears in her eyes dissipating. A charming smile slowly bloomed across her picturesque features. "I just realized something. Our Julian is actually incredibly handsome."

Julian Forrester froze.

It took him several seconds to react to her out-of-the-blue comment. He lazily raised an eyebrow, ready to settle the score. "So all those compliments Sierra gave me yesterday were just you going through the motions, huh?"

Sienna Everett: "..."

"I take back what I just said. Just pretend I didn’t say anything." Sienna Everett pointed to the nearby sofa. "Make yourself comfortable. I’m going to pack up the paintings."

The old paintings were already mounted on scrolls, so all she had to do was roll them up and put them in a box.

Once they were packed, Sienna Everett would take these paintings to Mr. Fabian Vance to be displayed at the exhibition.

Back at Veridian Gardens, Sienna Everett painted the *Little Chicken Pecking Rice Painting* she had promised Keith Sterling, then called him to come pick it up.

Keith Sterling was in the middle of partying at a bar, but he rushed over immediately after getting the call.

His eyes lit up when he saw the finished painting. "Holy crap, Sierra! For you to use your incredible artistic skills to paint me a picture of chickens pecking at rice... it’s a criminal waste of talent!"

Sienna Everett sat on the sofa, lazily munching on snacks. "As long as you know."

"But these round, chubby little chickens are so freaking cute! This young master’s girlish heart is melting!" Keith Sterling hurriedly whipped out his phone, snapped dozens of pictures from every angle, and posted them on X.

He also made sure to specifically mention that it was personally painted for him by "Whisperwind."

Keith Sterling had a lot of followers on X. When they saw the ridiculously cute *Little Chicken Pecking Rice Painting* and then saw the famous name of Whisperwind attached to it, they were instantly confused.

[??? For real? These chickens, this rice... a master like Whisperwind would paint something so dorky?]

[As far as I know, Whisperwind only does elegant traditional Chinese paintings. She’s a super talented female artist. Why would she paint a comical and cute picture of chickens pecking rice?]

[I compared the art style... and holy shit, it really does look like Whisperwind’s work!]

[My handsome, dashing, suave, and debonair Mr. Sterling, hurry and tell us, how did you get Whisperwind to paint this for you? Have you met her in person? What does she look like?]

Keith Sterling laughed as he read the comments. Seeing the one that called him handsome, dashing, and suave, he quickly typed out a reply:

[Whisperwind? Oh, she looks a little bit like Sienna Everett~~]

The netizens were immediately like: ???

’Looks a little bit like Sienna Everett?’

Around noon, The Azure Art Exhibition, one of the country’s most prestigious art shows, made an official announcement: the renowned and mysterious female artist Whisperwind had been invited to attend the exhibition in three days.

Netizens immediately flocked to see the news.

In addition to Whisperwind, The Azure Art Exhibition had also invited many other well-known painters, making it a major event in the art world.

And among the list of invited artists, someone with a sharp eye spotted the name Ophelia Warren.

[Did you guys see? Ophelia Warren was invited to the exhibition too!]

[Wow, Ophelia Warren is so amazing! The Azure Art Exhibition is a huge deal. The people who get invited are all top masters in the world of traditional Chinese painting. She’s probably the youngest woman on the list!]

[I have to admit, Ophelia Warren is a really incredible painter. You can tell she has years of foundational training, and her art style is a bit similar to Whisperwind’s.]

[Wait a second... Keith Sterling just said Whisperwind looks a little like Sienna Everett, and Ophelia Warren’s features also resemble Sienna Everett’s a bit. Don’t tell me... Whisperwind is actually Ophelia Warren?!]