Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 163

Just sitting there, he was impossible to ignore.

Every person who passed by couldn’t help but sneak a glance—or just outright stare.

Camila Davis could even catch snippets of their whispered conversations.

“God, that guy’s gorgeous! Should I go over and ask for his number?”

“Are you crazy? Didn’t you see that adorable kid and the stunning woman with him? They’re probably a family.”

“Definitely. That’s one good-looking family. Just give up, girl. There’s no competing with that gene pool…”

Camila nearly choked on her coffee, feeling a mix of awkwardness and guilt.

Mr. Williams was kind enough to help Lillian, and now he had to deal with these kinds of misunderstandings? It hardly seemed fair.

Not that Dennis Williams seemed to notice. He didn’t even look up from his work.

Camila let out a small, relieved sigh.

That’s when she realized a few people had gathered nearby.

She glanced up and saw a small group of college-aged guys and girls, all dressed in jeans and hoodies, peering over with wide eyes.

But they weren’t just looking at Dennis—they were looking at his sketchpad.

“Look at that style. The line work, the way he layers the colors… That’s exactly like Master Painter’s work! I’d know it anywhere.”

“You think that’s actually him? The Master Painter? The one whose latest piece sold for almost a hundred million at Sotheby’s?”

“He almost never shows his face. Even at auctions, you can only catch a glimpse from afar… But that profile, that build—it’s gotta be him!”

“As if anyone else could look like that and have his talent. I want to ask for an autograph, but I’m scared I’ll freak out. He’s basically a living legend.”

“Shh! Don’t bother him. He’s right in the middle of a piece. Just watch and learn…”

“Not gonna lie—look at that little girl’s technique. That shading? I’ve spent two years in art school and I still can’t do that!”

Their whispers weren’t as quiet as they thought, and Camila heard every word.

She was shocked.

She didn’t know much about art, but she’d always suspected Dennis was talented. She just never dreamed he was on this level.

Not everyone’s paintings fetched ‘a hundred million’ at auction.

This man… was on a whole different plane.

While Camila was still staring in awe at Dennis, a short distance away, Jordan Smith strolled through the park with Sandra Taylor and little Daniel. After last night’s drama—Sandra in tears, Jordan playing the comforter—he’d promised to make it up to her with a day out.

He never expected to stumble upon Camila Davis and Lillian.

And not just the two of them. There was a man with them—a man who exuded a quiet, magnetic confidence.

Jordan couldn’t see his face, but from his posture and presence, he knew it wasn’t Walter Wilson.

No, he looked an awful lot like the guy Jordan had spotted months ago outside the preschool.

Now, the man was chatting and laughing with Lillian. The little girl looked completely at ease with him, the picture of warmth and trust.

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