Chapter 3 What Is Your Name

Susan was busy in the kitchen, but she was still full of energy. She was even humming a song while cooking.

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded behind her. "Excuse me..."

Susan was slightly startled. She turned around and saw Scarlett standing at the door. Looking at Scarlett with dissatisfaction, she frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Scarlett pointed at the backyard and said in a low voice, "Can I use those painting materials on the table?"

Susan's frown deepened even more. She snapped, "Those are Zayne's stuff."

But Scarlett didn't mind Susan's indifference. She still said gently, "I will clean them up after I use them."

Susan looked at her for a while and said, "I'm afraid you don't know, but Zayne uses expensive and high-end materials. They are of great value. And with his character, I guess he won't want to use them if he knows you've touched them."

Scarlett pursed her red lips. She didn't say anything more.

When Susan saw that Scarlett didn't refute her, she softened a bit. She felt she could be a little more generous. Anyway, Scarlett was leaving soon. So, she turned around and continued her cooking while saying, "You can use them. If Zayne doesn't want to use them anymore, I will just throw them away."

Scarlett nodded with a smile. "Thank you."

She walked to the backyard and prepared all the materials and tools she needed. Then she placed the easel in a conspicuous spot in the garden.

Scarlett stood behind the easel and looked in the direction of the living room. She slightly bent down and adjusted the angle to make sure that the person in the living room could see the painting paper.

After setting everything up, she pulled a chair and sat down. Then she quickly filled the palette with the paint colors she needed.

When Scarlett came in just now, she saw many paintings on the walls of the villa.

Judging from the colors and the brushwork used in the paintings, she could say that those were all painted by a child.

She guessed that those paintings were painted by Zayne.

Painting must be his passion.

Scarlett held the paintbrush and drew freely.

She spread bright colors on the canvas, and the general outline of the garden gradually appeared.

Scarlett was so absorbed in painting that she didn't notice that Zayne was already approaching her. He was attracted by what she was painting.

After a while, her hand stopped moving. She held her chin with her other hand and stared at the painting in front of her. She felt something was missing.

Suddenly, a paintbrush reached out from the edge of the canvas and rubbed diagonally downward on the horizon, adding a shaft of golden sunlight.

When Scarlett turned her head, she was surprised to see Zayne. He had fluffy golden hair, making him look even cuter. But he looked very serious while holding the paintbrush in his hand.

Zayne noticed that Scarlett was looking at him, and he became a little timid. He subconsciously wanted to step back.

Scarlett chuckled softly and praised. "You are so good at painting. Thank you for helping me add the sunlight."

Zayne's eyes twinkled slightly and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

Scarlett wanted to make him feel comfortable with her, so she looked at him and asked, "Can you tell me how to get the color of the sunlight?"

Zayne blinked a few times. Then he lowered his head, pointed at the white and yellow colors on the palette, and at a small puddle of water.

Scarlett smiled at him. "Can you help me adjust the color?"

Zayne dipped the paintbrush in the bucket to rinse it. Then he stained it with yellow and white colors, mixed them in the water, and stirred it gently.

Then he looked at Scarlett with shining eyes.

Scarlett immediately understood what he meant. She nodded and said, "I see. I get it."

Zayne raised his hand again. This time, he drew a shaft of sunlight in the sky on the other side of the canvas.

At this moment, a black Rolls-Royce stopped outside the villa. Then, a slender figure got out slowly.

When Susan heard the sound of the engine, she rushed to the gate. And seeing the man walking not far away made her heartbeat go abnormally fast. It was as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Her face unconsciously flushed.

Susan walked over shyly and stopped beside Elias. She was close enough to smell the unique cold scent of his body.

She was obsessed with his scent, but she didn't forget to keep her mind clear. She said softly, "Mr. Roberts, I didn't expect you to come today. Are you going to have lunch here? Or... are you going to stay overnight?"

Elias remained silent. It was as if he didn't hear any words she said. Instead, he looked at Scarlett and Zayne in the backyard with surprise on his face.

Zayne seldom got close to outsiders and was very aloof. He didn't expect that the woman who applied as a tutor would immediately get along so well with Zayne.

Elias's eyes slowly fell on Scarlett. Her outfit was very simple but neat and tidy. Her hair, tied in a ponytail, fluttered with the wind. The sunlight fell on her face, making her smile even brighter.

He couldn't help walking forward. When he already stood in front of the canvas, Scarlett raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

Elias asked in an almost gentle voice, "What is your name?"