Recalling the past, Nathan Moore became lost in thought, the once lively sparkle in his eyes now absent, and the smile that once graced his handsome face no longer there.
Suddenly, Titus Zane reprimanded, "Nathan Moore, stay focused, I'm painting here!"
Startled back to reality, Nathan Moore regained his composure, looked towards the ferocious-looking woman, and effortlessly regained his smile before speaking leisurely.
"Titus Zane, I come at a high price. You probably can't afford me as a life model."
"Pssh!" With a scoff, Titus Zane glanced at Nathan Moore and continued to paint diligently, "This master also comes with a hefty price tag. The fact that you have the honor of having me paint your portrait personally is something you should be secretly thrilled about."
As Titus Zane finished speaking, Nathan Moore fell silent.
