Chapter 438
"What's with all the ruckus at the entrance? Don't you know that it will give our gallery a bad reputat
The gallery manager walked over, clearly displeased
Seeing the manager coming, the receptionist quickly changed her attitude and turned to him with ar
âBoss, I'm sorryâ It's this woman over here causing a fuss, dressed all tacky, and insisting on barging I
Upon hearing the situation, the manager turned to look. His stern expression immediately changed,
The receptionist was stunned, her face a picture of confusion, âWait, she...â
Ellinor cracked a small smile. âYes, I'm here. But it seems you're not too thrilled about letting someon
The manager's smile was strained. He shot a stern glance at the receptionist and quickly apologized,
"Whether you fire her or not isn't my concern. But art should never be about dividing people into cla
The manager nodded quickly, agreeing. âMs. Mendoza, you're absolutely right. We'll take this as a le:
âCan 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, âWho is she?â
âThat's Ms. Mendoza, the most esteemed guest of our gallery today! If you offend her, you're in big 1
What?!
The esteemed guest the manager was waiting for was that shabbily dressed girl?
The receptionist couldn't believe it, âBut she doesn't look rich at all! Who is she, really?â
The manager glanced at the unrepentant receptionist with disgust.
âYou donât need to know! I'm officially telling you. You're fired! Go get your pay from the finance der
The receptionist was stunned; she hadn't expected to actually get fired. She panicked, âBoss, please
chance.â
The manager, eager to attend to the esteemed guest, didnât have the time to deal with her and shoo
âBoss... 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 Michellâs 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 s
According to information from Arnold Mendoza, Master Michell was her mother's teacher. In the lim
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, âMs. Mendoza, is there a
Ellinor snapped back to reality. âNot right now. If I find anything I like, I'll ask you. For now, tell me wl
Upon hearing this, the manager sighed, âI'm afraid there's been a change of plans Master Michell wa
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