""Actually, these are Caleb's paintings. Is there any possibility that Caleb is...the painter my grandpa admired?" Xaviera Evans asked tentatively.
"Impossible!" Xavier Hamer said without hesitation: "Xaviera, think about it, my grandpa painted for twenty years before suddenly falling for that painter. So that painter must have been painting longer than my grandpa. Caleb is only twenty-six years old. How could it be possible?"
Upon thinking, Xaviera found that it made sense; the painter her grandpa admired should be a middle-aged man around forty to fifty years old or even an elder of grandpa's age.
Xavier continued, "Even if Caleb is very skilled in painting, there is absolutely no way he could be the painter grandpa admired. Besides, I investigated years ago, and it seems that painter is no longer among the living."
Xaviera nodded thoughtfully, "That being said, it is indeed impossible. Caleb is still very much alive."