Knowing Bryce might've gotten angry, Holly hastily explained, "He kept the painting in his office, and one of his regular clients bought it for 13 million dollars. He then transferred the extra one million dollars to me. I wanted to return the money to him, but he asked me to buy him a meal instead."I rejected that idea and decided to make him a replica of the painting, but he now wants to treat me to dinner. I couldn't say no, so my only option now is to bring you along. I'll ask Annie to come with me if you're busy."As soon as she finished speaking, Bryce replied, "I'm not busy.""Thank you," Holly said with a smile.…At 6:00 pm the next day, Holly and Bryce arrived at the restaurant.The restaurant owner was said to have come from a long line of chefs who cooked for royalty before. He only served eight tables a day and would only prepare a chef's menu of eight dishes per table. Customers weren't allowed to order what they wanted, and he never made extra, either.Even so, b
Noticing the still-stormy expression on Bryce's face, Holly picked up a spoonful of risotto and brought it to his mouth, saying with a smile, "Try some of this risotto. It's the perfect comfort food after a long day of work."Bryce didn't object. As he slowly chewed the risotto, his expression returned to normal.Holly secretly exhaled in relief. Thankfully, she had managed to smooth things over.Prior to this dinner, she never expected the courteous and gentlemanly Bryce to have such a stubborn side.He was known as the shrewd and charismatic genius of the business world, but just moments ago, he was acting like a jealous schoolboy. It was rather unlike him.While Holly was caught up in her thoughts, Bryce took up a spoonful of the bouillabaisse and held it up to her. Gazing gently at her, he said pleasantly, "You've been up for many nights working on the painting. I'm sure you're exhausted. Have some of this bouillabaisse. The vitamins and minerals from the shellfish are good
"I don't know what you're talking about," Abelin said coldly.Bryce's gaze turned meaningful after he glanced at the broken cigarette in Abelin's hand. He said, "Holly's my wife. No matter what your last name is, don't disturb her."Abelin shrugged and said with a provocative expression, "What are you afraid of?"Bryce's eyes turned a little icy as he eyed Abelin. He began to exude a chilly air.Abelin responded with a challenging smirk.Chuckling, Bryce tapped his cigarette on the ashtray before remarking, "Holly took the initiative to invite me to dinner today. You saw for yourself just how much she cares about me."His voice was deep, and a faint smile seemed to dance on the corners of his lips. It was hard to tell what he was feeling.Abelin stiffened, his smile fading."Take good care of her," he said before getting up to leave.Bryce's eyes were as cold as ice as he retorted, "You're an outsider. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to express so much concern for my w
Holly underwent two months of rehabilitation for her left hand. Having almost regained full use of it, she returned to work at Treasure Grove.As soon as she walked in, she saw Shawn standing at the counter with a massive magnifying glass in hand. He was studying a historical painting to discern its authenticity.While passing by, she glanced at the painting. It was the painting Trees and Leaves by Zachary Quine.When Holly first started training to be a restorer, she practiced creating replicas of Zachary's paintings. Thus, she could identify them with just a single glance.Shawn adjusted his glasses before asking the seller, "How much do you plan on selling it for?"The seller was a shabbily dressed middle-aged man. He was hunched over with his hands hidden in his sleeves. "This painting, Tree and Leaves by Zachary Quine, is a family heirloom of mine. I wouldn't be selling it now if I didn't have to. "I looked up how much his paintings sold for at auctions in recent years, and
Shawn's expression turned dark at once as sweat dripped down his back.He was truly grateful that Holly came in time. Otherwise, he would've been fooled. He would've lost a fortune if he had paid tens of millions of dollars for that painting.More importantly, he would lose all credibility in this field.When Holly first joined Treasure Grove, Hayden instructed Shawn to consult with Holly if he ever had any questions about something. At the time, Shawn felt disgruntled, but now, he was well and truly convinced of her capabilities."How did you figure it out?" he asked respectfully.Holly smiled.Although the parchment, paint, and signature on the painting were all authentic, she found tiny fibers that hadn't been cleared off cleanly upon taking a closer look.However, she didn't tell Shawn that. She merely said, "It was a gut feeling. I've been handling old paintings since I was a kid. Even though I'm young, I've been doing such work for nearly two decades now. "Something abou
Holly paled as she stood rooted to the spot. It was spring, but she felt chilled to the bone—as though she was standing out on the street in the dead of winter. Even her teeth seemed to chatter from the cold.Her heart ached so painfully that she could hardly breathe.Bryce said he was loyal—he said he would keep his distance from Samantha. And yet, he had carried her into the car, looking so frantic.Although she was standing right there at the entrance, he didn't even notice her."Mrs. Gabelman? Mrs. Gabelman?" the driver called out to Holly, but she didn't respond.The driver picked up her phone and checked it before passing it back to her. "Your phone, Mrs. Gabelman."Holly took it robotically.Carefully studying her expression, the driver said, "Ms. Cott must've gotten injured. That was why Mr. Gabelman carried her. I saw her just now. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was in pain."Earlier on, Holly had focused all her attention on Bryce. She didn't even bothe
Holly nodded. Looking at Bryce with her sparkling eyes, she said, "I trust you."Bryce smiled. He felt the urge to hug her, but he resisted the urge since his subordinates were around.After taking her hand in his, he said, "Call me when you get home. Get Mrs. Locke to make whatever you want for dinner. I'll take you out to dinner some other time.""Okay," Holly said."Go on," Bryce said, releasing her hand."Mmhmm."Holly was just about to leave when her gaze stiffened. She saw Arthur and Abraham rushing over anxiously.Even from a distance, Arthur shot Holly a piercingly icy glare. She felt as if her heart had been stabbed with an icy dagger, freezing her to the bone.Abraham was also glaring daggers at her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.It was an innate ability that some had—the ability to hurt another person with just their gaze.Holly was so hurt that she wanted to laugh.Two men with a combined age of over 100 were bullying a young woman in her 20s.They bo
Samantha was lying on the gurney. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her face was pale. She was no longer wearing a hard hat. With her hair in the way, it was hard to tell how bad her injury was.When Abraham saw her, he dropped everything and ran up to her. Grabbing her hand, he shouted, "Samantha! Samantha!""Please get out of the way," the nurse said while she pushed the gurney toward the emergency room.Abraham quickly ran after them.It would take ten minutes before the CT scan results of Samantha's head came out. Bryce stayed put to wait for the results. After all, he was partly involved in the accident as well.Staring in the direction where Samantha had been taken, Arthur snapped reproachfully, "Look at how much Samantha cares about you. She risked her life to save you. If she hadn't pushed you away, you would've been the one lying on the gurney instead.""I didn't ask her to do it," Bryce responded coolly.Furious, Arthur looked up and bellowed, "What did you just say? You