Chapter 932

Emma rubbed her chin thoughtfully, mulling over Mina's mischievous idea. As wild as it sounded, there was a certain logic to it. Still, this was a huge life decision—one she had to consider carefully. She reached out and gave Mina's small shoulder a pat. "Mina, I'm going back to my room to think things through. You stay here and keep fishing, alright?" Back in her room, Emma’s eyes landed on the pile of her hand-drawn sketches—most of them incomplete or doomed to the trash. Clenching her fists, she took a deep breath. If she wanted to become a legendary BL artist, she’d have to make sacrifices—for art, for ambition. Her mind made up, she vowed to conquer Lucas and turn him into her unwilling muse. But Lucas, with his gold-rimmed glasses and ever-so-refined demeanor, radiated an unapproachable aura that practically screamed stay away. How on earth was she supposed to pull this off? Cross-legged on her beanbag chair, Emma grabbed her sketchbook and began absentmindedly scribbling, trying