After Vera landed the helicopter on the top courtyard of the villa, she said to Charlie, “Young Master, please come with me. I will prepare the ink and paper for you to write on Master Marcius Stark's portrait.”

Charlie asked curiously, “You want me to write the caption on it?”

“Yes.” Vera said with a smile, “If Fleur sees my handwriting, she might suspect that we're bluffing.”

Charlie was perplexed and asked, “You haven't met for centuries. How would she recognize your handwriting?”

Vera pursed her lips and said with a smile, “After you saved me last time, I left her a few words before leaving Northern Europe. So, it's safer for you to do the writing.”

Charlie nodded and said, “Okay. I’ll do it, then.”

After entering the study room on the first floor, Vera approached the long desk and prepared the ink for Charlie. Charlie picked up a brush and then wrote about Marcius’ life on the top right corner of his portrait.

After he was done writing, he chuckled in a self-deprecating ma