บท 77: Chapter 77, their secret...?

When she started to think, she would put the pencil on her cheek and think again, and then a few seconds later she would start drawing again with a twinkle in her eye.

Ten minutes later, she put the pencil back in the pencil box, picked up his drawing and blowed the remaining fragments of charcoal and placed it in front of Anam.

Zayn felt a little bad about being ignored like this, but when his gaze fell on Moomal's nervous face, he forgot his anger and looked at the paper that was now in Anam's hand.

"Show me..." Before Anam could reply or say anything, Zain had already taken that paper from her hand.

He didn't know how much Moomal knew about these things, or if she knew anything at all, but seeing Moomal's interest, Zayn had already decided to give her a job to just make her happy.

But now he was dumbfounded to see Moomal's skill in front of him.