Chapter 1791

Carolina walked through the corridor on tiptoe, moving slowly toward the living room like an elegant cat. Her bright, lively eyes flickered like stars in the night sky, instantly sweeping across the room the moment she stepped inside. Soon, her gaze was caught by a beautiful vase sitting in the corner. Exquisitely crafted, it looked like a fine work of art. The delicate patterns on its surface appeared exceptionally charming under the warm glow of the lights. Drawn to the vase, Carolina walked toward it with steps so light they made almost no sound. When she finally stopped in front of it, she reached out with both hands and gently lifted it, carefully feeling the smooth texture of the surface and its heavy weight. This vase was one of the prized pieces in her extensive collection; normally, she could never bear to take it out casually for everyday use.