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The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

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Chapter 561

Madelyn often had trouble sleeping in a new or unfamiliar bed. She did not sleep well that night,

drifting in and out of consciousness.

Madelyn had just gotten out of bed after the wake up call for the room came. Then, she noticed that Jane had

already freshened up and done her hair in front of the vanity mirror at some point Madelyn sat on the bed with

dark circles under her eyes and seemed not well–rested.

Jane looked at her through the mirror, reminding her, “Don’t forget your registration at the Paris Art Academy

today. Do you know which class you’re in?”

Madelyn rubbed her temples wearily and weakly replied, “I know.”

“Good. I won’t accompany you there. You can call me later if you can’t find your way.”

Madelyn answered, “Okay.”

Jane had specially put on makeup to cover the freckles on her face and wore black–framed glasses today. Looking

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at the room key on the table, she hesitated briefly but took it. Then, Jane picked up her bag and left. When she

reached the room’s door, Dorian and Clement happened to

come out.

Dorian asked, “Where’s Madelyn?”

Jane adjusted her glasses and said, “She just got up. We won’t wait for her. Let’s meet Prof. Monet directly. She can

handle herself.”

Clement ran his fingers through his hair, took a deep breath, and said, “Isn’t this a bad idea? Prof. Monet

specifically reminded us to ensure her safe arrival at the Academy. If we leave her alone, she could get lost. How

would you explain that to Prof. Monet? Don’t forget, she’s Mrs. Arnold. The Arnold family is funding our trip to Paris

this time. If we neglect her and she complains, we will definitely get scolded.”

Jane looked at him expressionlessly. “If you want to accompany her, you can go yourself. I don’t have the time for

that. We’re here to participate in the competition, not to flatter a rich girl. Don’t forget Professor Monet’s

expectations of us.”

The two of them watched Jane as she walked away. Dorian patted Clement on the shoulder with a smile. “Actually,

Jane is right. Even if you try to be a sycophant, she won’t be interested in you. She’s already taken. It’s better not to

waste your efforts on such things. Instead, think about winning the competition this time. If you’re concerned about

her, you can wait for her here. I’ll have breakfast with Jane now.”

Dorian dashed off after finishing. Clement was in a dilemma. He glanced at his watch and then at the closed door.

After a moment’s hesitation, he approached and knocked on the door.

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Madelyn had just finished washing up and dressing when she went to open the door, “Clement.”

Clement asked, “Madelyn, are you ready? Jane doesn’t have time to take you to the Academy, so I’ll

accompany you to complete your enrollment procedures.”

Madelyn nodded. “I’ll be ready in ten minutes. Please come in.”

In June, the average temperature in France was around 20 degrees Celsius. So, Madelyn wore a light–colored

cotton and linen long–sleeved shirt with a thin, long skirt. She had her hair down and brought a knitted cardigan in

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case it got chilly at night.

As they rode the elevator down, Clement said, “We might not have time for breakfast, so we’ll grab something on

the way.”

“What about Jane and Dorian?”

“They probably went straight to the studio after breakfast.”

“Okay.” Madelyn was not a person who liked to trouble others.

Clement was somewhat reserved and deliberately maintained a safe distance from Madelyn in the elevator. When

they reached the hotel’s entrance, Jane and Dorian had just finished eating and descending in the elevator. They

saw Madelyn and Clement getting into a long–wheelbase Bugatti. The hotel’s doorman closed the car door, and the

car left when they walked out.

Dorian exclaimed, “Wow, such a luxurious car! I haven’t even sat in one of those before. This guy really lucked out.”

Shielding his eyes from the sunlight, he continued, “Jane, how are we going to get there? I asked, and the

destination was about twenty to thirty kilometers away from us.”

It was a little far.