Chapter 398: She Just Didn't Make it Back

Kingston Jennings' room was located on the topmost floor, in the farthest corner. It was the same type of suite as the others, with a small study outside. The study contained nothing but a vintage bookshelf and a long desk.

On a small rack on the desk sat transparent bottles filled with various natural pigments, some still resembling their original mineral forms.

Scarlett Jennings wasn't very knowledgeable about pigments. Her glance skimmed over them, recognizing only a few common ones like Vermillion, Coral, and Lapis Lazuli.

Outside the window, the sunlight was bright, spilling onto half of the room.

The reason it was only half was because the curtains were partially drawn.

He stood at the clear dividing line between light and shadow, painting.

The painting was in the illuminated space, while he remained in the darkness.

This was the scene Scarlett Jennings walked into.