Chapter 668: Arielle And Her Paintings

"Who drew that?" Ronan pointed at such a horrible painting. If he tried to perceive it, then he would perceive it as a nightmare. Did Irene or Arielle ever have a nightmare?

"Oh, it's Sasha's," Arielle answered then took the apron that was usually used for painting so that the oil paint she used wouldn't get on her nightgown.

"Why is it put at the very top?" Ronan asked while frowning slightly. He still didn't understand the concept of the painting even after seeing it from every angel.

Arielle laughed a little. She was now opening the new can of oil paint because the black one had run out. Ronan came over to help his wife open the paint can.

"Sasha said the painting was his motivation."

"Motivation? Not a nightmare?"