Chapter 47 " I didn't know you could paint , " Alexander said casually . He glanced at the easel , curiosity sparked as he wondered what Clara had been working on so Late at cara noticed his gaze and instinctively shitted to the side , blocking his view . For some reason , the thought of anyone seeing her unfinished , messy work filled her with discounted . It was a harsh reminder of how much she had lost , low she could langer paint the way she once did . Alexander caught the subtle movement and paused for a moment before redirecting his attention " As long as you're okay , " he said , his usual stoic expression slipping back into place . Though his face gave nothing away , Clara couldn't help but sense a slight change in his demeant . Remembering how he'd stepped in to help her multiple times now , she telta flicker of warmth .. She smiled at him , a genuine smile that seemed to chase away the lingering shadows in her heart . " Thank you , Alexander . " " No worries " Alexander looked away quickly , a faint redness creeping up the back of his ears . He pulled out his phone , tapped the screen a few times , and then held it up toward her . " Add me . " Cara blinked , caught off guard . Alexander raised an eyebrow when she didn't move . " You're not going to backout now , are you ? You said I could come by for meals . Don't tell me you've already changed your mind His attempt at finding an excuse made her laugh softly . For the first time since coming to this small town , she felt like the weight on her shoulders had lifted just a " Of course not . Let me grab my phone , " Clata relotted a moment later and added him to her contacts . As she looked up , she noticed his hair and clothes were still dripping wet from the rain . " You Ir soaked , " she said , frowning slightly . " Hold I'll grab y you an umbrella . You should get home , take a hot shower , and change before you catch a cold . " Mexander started to brush heruff , ady to argue that he'd already gotten drenched , so an umbrella wouldn't make much of a difference . He could just climb back over the balcony , but before he could say a word , she had already found an umbells and passed it into his hand . Reading his thoughts , she added , " Use the front door , Climbing balconies isn't exactly sate . " " Got it . " Alexander muttered , gripping the umbrella a little tighter . He turned his head slightly , his eats timing an even deeper shade of red . " EU head out , then , " he said , Mepping toward the stairs . He paused mid - step , glancing back at her putty eyes . " Don't stay up painting , det some sleep . " Alexander hat always been good at knowing when to draw the line . It wasn't hand to guess that Clara wouldn't have been painting or spilling paint in the middle of orvet , fur wasn't the type to pry . They were neighbors , not close Iris ( quiet little town , fer wouldn't dig into her private matters . mud he wasn't about to overstep fast like how Clasa had never asked him why he was clara queridy understood what he meant . Her gaze softened , and the modded . " Thank you . You should get some rest , too . Goodnight , ' fime , Alexander düdar't linger . With a quick stride , he disappeared down the stairs , umbrella in hand . Over tar dooi shut behind ham , Clasa locked it securely . She went back upstatis , carefully cleaning the spilled paint off the floor . As she stared at the ruined appointment , and without a second glaner , she draped the canvas with a clean white cloth and left the room . Outside , the tait poured hander , but the steady rlişti seemed to match her ensations , washing away some of the tensio Later that night , Clata slept peacefully for the first time in a while In "Angel From Above" by CrushReel, follow the journey of a young woman who, after a tragic loss at a tender age, finds herself in the care of neglectful relatives. At eighteen, a fateful act of kindness towards a stranger unveils a surprising connection to a billionaire's mother. This CEO-driven modern drama unfolds against the backdrop of wealth and power, set within the luxurious confines of mansions and offices. The protagonist's transformation, from a troubled past to newfound connections with affluence, forms the core of this ongoing narrative. As she navigates through societal expectations and personal growth, themes of resilience and self-discovery take center stage. What sets "Angel From Above" apart is its compelling blend of emotional depth and aspirational storytelling. Readers are drawn into a world where personal struggles meet with the allure of opulence, creating a dynamic narrative that resonates with those seeking both drama and inspiration. Dive into this captivating tale on CrushReel for a unique exploration of ambition, relationships, and the quest for identity in the face of adversity.