The classroom buzzed with chatter when Vivian walked in with Huang Jia and Zhao Yue.
Without warning—
"Everyone!" Huang Jia called out loudly. "Guess what? Lila signed up for the painting competition!"
Laughter erupted.
"Lila? Painting?"
"She can't even draw!"
Vivian crossed her arms, smiling sweetly.
"Oh? Lila… you didn't tell us you were so talented."
All eyes turned.
Lila looked up calmly.
"Yes. I joined."
The room went silent—then exploded with laughter.
Serena rushed to her side.
"Lila… are you sure? This is serious… you've never—"
"I'll be fine," Lila said quietly.
Serena frowned, worried.
Meanwhile, Vivian's eyes gleamed.
Perfect. She's walking into her own embarrassment.
After school, Lila left quietly.
At Liang Manor, she began painting.
Every stroke was precise. Controlled. Powerful.
She wasn't just painting—
She was preparing a weapon.
The next day, she brought the painting to the Chen house briefly and placed it in a room.
Deliberately.
Carefully.
Like bait.
And after seeing Mr Chen her Dad
She went back to the Liang manor
