NovelEnglishMartin sneaked a peek at the blueprint in Louis' hands, and his gaze briefly stumbled.
It was a manor design that featured elements of a bygone era, striking a nostalgic chord of déja vu.
Martin remembered seeing something similar in the collection of photos his Grandpa had.
It was just a quick glance, but the design seamlessly wove together the places his grandparents Louis and Renata held most dear
and cherished, perfectly preserving the essence of that era while infusing it with the graceful beauty and historical charm. The
designer clearly nailed what his grandparents were really after.
Louis' excitement said it all. The design had hit hfor him.
Martin couldn't help but shoot Marian a look. Marian seemed hesitant, her expression tinged with a cautious probing.
She didn't respond directly to Louis but asked tentatively, "Do you like it, Grandpa ?"
"I love it, | really do." Louis said, thrilled and content, "Renata would have loved it too if she saw it."
Then, he couldn't help but turn to Marian with tears welling up in his eyes, his gaze filled with pride, "My Yoli's all grown up,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdesigning such beautiful work at such a young age."
Marian gave an awkward chuckle, "As long as you like it, Grandpa."
Martin glanced at her, hit a red light, and pulled the car to a stop before turning to Louis and reaching out, "Grandpa, lettake a
look."
Louis quickly handed the blueprint to Martin, not missing a chance to praise Marian, "Martin, look, this is exactly the style of manor
| wanted. Yoli just gets me. | couldn't even put my own desires into words, but when | saw this blueprint, bam, that's the one. Yoli
knowsbest."
Martin forced a smile and took the blueprint.
Looking closely, he could really feel the heart and soul in the work, from the overall structure to the color scheme, down to the
details. But Martin remembered Marian's previous work.
Whether it was her past designs or the recent proposal for his manor, her style was dark and absurd, leaning towards post-
modernism, the kind that most people didn't get but she'd shut them down with "You don't understand art", completely different
from the heartfelt style in front of him.
"This is your design?"
Martin asked her, recalling that Marian hadn't answered Louis directly.
Louis immediately put on a stern face, "Who else could understand my tastes and needs so well? Of course, it's your sister's
design. Is there even a question?"
"Let her speak." Martin said, eyes still on Marian, "Did you design this?"
Marian felt oddly guilty under his gaze but couldn't help but puff up her chest and bluff.
"Of course, | designed it. Who else do you think did?" The admission slipped out amidst her guilt, and after saying it, Marian
seemed less afraid, snatching the blueprint from Martin's hands.
Louis looked at Martin discontentedly, "See, | told you your sister designed it. Why doubt her?"
Martin gave Marian another look and remained silent.
Gerald chimed in with a laugh to smooth things over, "Martin isn't doubting her. It's just that Yoli's work is so impressive that it took
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhim by surprise."
Louis took the compliment well, laughing, "Exactly, it's so good | can hardly believe our Yoli could design something this amazing,
especially for her grandparents.”
Marian chuckled awkwardly, "As long as you like it."
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