Chapter 438: Chapter 438

“What’s with all the ruckus at the entrance? Don’t you know that it will give our gallery a bad reputation if the customers see this?”

The gallery manager walked over, clearly displeased Seeing the manager coming, the receptionist quickly changed her attitude and turned to him with an innocent look “Boss, I’m sorry” It’s this woman over here causing a fuss, dressed all tacky, and insisting on barging into our gallery”

Upon hearing the situation, the manager turned to look. His stern expression immediately changed, and he quickly bent down in a bow, ‘Ms. Mendoza, you’ve arrived The receptionist was stunned, her face a picture of confusion, “Wait, she…”

Ellinor cracked a small smile. “Yes, I’m here. But it seems you’re not too thrilled about letting someone in my attire enter to view the art?”

The manager’s smile was strained. He shot a stern glance at the receptionist and quickly apologized, “Of course not! Ms. Mendoza, I’m truly sorry for any discomfort caused She’s just a temp and isn’t familiar with our gallery’s rules. Please don’t be upset, I’ll fire her immediately!

“Whether you fire her or not isn’t my concern. But art should never be about dividing people into classes, what one wears to view art is their own business. This mindset of judging people by their outfits has got to change”

The manager nodded quickly, agreeing. “Ms. Mendoza, you’re absolutely right. We’ll take this as a lesson and correct our staffs attitude!

“Can I go in now?”

“Of course! Please, Ms. Mendoza, come right in!*

With that, Ellinor leisurely walked into the gallery.

The receptionist watched Ellinor enter with a puzzled look, “Who is she?”

“That’s Ms. Mendoza, the most esteemed guest of our gallery today! If you offend her, you’re in big trouble, got it?” The manager scolded sternly.

What?!

The esteemed guest the manager was waiting for was that shabbily dressed girl?

The receptionist couldn’t believe it, “But she doesn’t look rich at all! Who is she, really?”

The manager glanced at the unrepentant receptionist with disgust.

“You don’t need to know! I’m officially telling you. You’re fired! Go get your pay from the finance department and leave immediately. Our gallery doesn’t need shallow employees like you!”

The receptionist was stunned; she hadn’t expected to actually get fired. She panicked, “Boss, please don’t fire me! I didn’t mean it, give me another chance.”

The manager, eager to attend to the esteemed guest, didn’t have the time to deal with her and shook off her pleading grip. Disgusted, he brushed off where she had touched him and walked away without looking back.”

“Boss… The receptionist, angry and unwilling, had no choice but to go to the finance department.

Inside the gallery, soothing classical music played. The guests mostly focused on Master Michell’s famous signature pieces.

Ellinor stood alone in a quiet corner, looking contemplatively at a still–life painting on the wall.

Actually, she wasn’t very interested in commercial exhibitions like this. She was here today because she heard that Master Michell would be attending.

According to information from Arnold Mendoza, Master Michell was her mother’s teacher. In the limited clues she had, he was the only one who knew her mother’s identity.

She hoped to take this opportunity to meet Master Michell and ask him about her mother.

Who was her mother exactly? Who was after her? Is she still alive?

At that moment, the gallery manager walked over with an earnest attitude, “Ms. Mendoza, is there a piece you’re interested in? Let me introduce it to you”

Ellinor snapped back to reality. “Not right now. If I find anything I like, I’ll ask you. For now, tell me when Master Michell will be attending”

Upon hearing this, the manager sighed, “I’m afraid there’s been a change of plans Master Michell was supposed to attend, but his wife suddenly fell ill just before they were due to leave. He needs to stay overseas to take care of her, so he won’t be able to attend the exhibition in our country for now.”