In a blink of an eye, some days had passed by quickly and it was almost half a month. Radiance Gallery was finally ready for the exhibition. It was the first public event the gallery would hold after the previous auction scandal.However, the gallery quickly ran into another trouble. Although they had already advertised the exhibition date, the number of the people that signed up was low.Savannah was currently staring at the register file the receptionist submitted to her. She rubbed her aching temple and sighed heavily."President," Oscar called out in a low tone. "If this continues, by the day of the exhibition, we may have more losses than the profits estimated."Savannah buried her face in her palms. She didn't need to be told twice. The exhibition was just two days away yet the number of the expected attendees isn't even up to fifty people. She could see the failure sign blaring in front of her. It seemed people were still wary of their gallery especially after the previous sca
Savannah couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly. "Are you certain about what you are saying? Did you confirm it wasn't a prank call?" "President, I already carried out my investigation before calling you. Laurence Whitmore's official Tweeter page has announced it." Savannah no longer doubted the receptionist. She trembled with joy and instructed immediately, "Give them a positive answer immediately and make the necessary arrangements. This is a golden opportunity. Nothing must go wrong. We can't afford to mess up Laurence Whitmore's birthday banquet." "I understand, president. Nothing will go wrong," The receptionist assured and hung up the call. When Savannah dropped the telephone, she couldn't contain her joy. She walked around the table and told Oscar, "Mr Garcia, you don't need to worry about the exhibition anymore. It has been sorted out. Laurence Whitmore is going to hold his seventieth birthday right here in our gallery, during the exhibition." Oscar
Jasmine's face contorted, feeling very insulted. She used to be her grandfather's favorite grand-daughter. But after the incident with that scum Henry and her inability to manage the gallery, her grandfather has gradually grown distant from her."It's about Radiance Gallery. Didn't Oscar assure us that with his well proof plan, that gallery wouldn't last a week. Look at this," She slammed her phone on the desk angrily.Grandfather Wilson was incredibly displeased at her rude attitude but he still reached out and picked up the phone since he was the closest to it.He adjusted his glass frame and read the words displayed on it. His wrinkled eyes widened in disbelief. "What? How is this...""Father, let me see that," Edward frowned and collected the phone. Soon, his brows also furrowed after reading the news."Shouldn't the gallery have shut down by now? How could it be hosting Laurence Whitmore's seventieth birthday banquet?" Jasmine didn't bother to hide her hatred.This gallery shou
A hush fell upon the hall as the veil was pulled off, revealing a picturesque painting. The guests in the hall were completely entranced by the dazzling and serene painting that inexplicably filled them with calmness.They felt even if this painting was to enter a national contest, it would directly beat every other painting in the world and make history. They had never seen anything like it before."Is that really a painting? I want one too!""Master Caldwell announced his retirement some years ago. Who expected he would make a comeback with such an ethereal painting?""Did Master Caldwell really paint that in this gallery? It seems I have to purchase more paintings. I don't mind paying triple the price for something like that!"Murmurs filled the hall as the guests pointed excitedly at the painting. Laurence Whitmore also looked pleased with this gift. As a matter of fact, it was the best birthday gift one could have given him."Very good... I expected nothing less from a master li
When Savannah wandered off the group to get a drink, she instinctively looked over and was surprised to see Kian standing alone. The woman from earlier was nowhere to be seen. She frowned and headed towards him. He sensed her displeasure and was confused. "What's wrong? Did something happen again?" Didn't the advertisement go well just now? Why does she look a bit unhappy? Moreover, she was looking around him as if searching for someone. Although Kian was a great general who made decisive decisions on the battlefield, he seemed to be low on EQ and was completely oblivious to the reason she looked irked. Besides, the possibility of Savannah feeling a bit uneasy about Vivienne would never have crossed his mind. Seeing his expectant expression, Savannah regained her composure and felt she was overreacting. Should it matter if he and that unfamiliar woman were close with each other? "Nothing... It's just... You've been standing here alone for a while. Don't you need to come up
"Father, why do you have to hit him to make your opinion known?!" Bridget was unhappy that grandfather Wilson seems to take pleasure in hitting her husband frequently nowadays. She signaled to a servant to get her the first aid kit. Grandfather Wilson snorted and turned his face away. "Would I have to smack him with the little energy I have if he wasn't so foolish? Why do I have to teach him every single thing?!" Edward gritted his teeth, feeling extremely aggrieved but before he could speak, grandfather Wilson continued, "The children are right. We have to take that gallery back or snatch it away if possible!" Penelope, Julian and Jasmine all nodded in satisfaction at their grandfather's words. Edward clenched his fists and ignored the blood streaming down his face as he retorted, "Do you all think we can easily take away the gallery from that girl after it has projected to fame? Will she agree to it? Besides, we signed a contract, giving away that gallery ourselves." "W
The fake smiles on the faces of the Wilson's family froze as they stared at Savannah's cold, distant expression in disbelief. Had she really just called them beggars? Had she really just ordered the security guards to throw them out? Grandfather Wilson's ears twitched. Savannah had never acted so unruly toward him before. In fact, she had always endured the ill treatment he inflicted on her five years ago and had never once questioned his decisions. How could she speak to him so rudely now? No... It couldn’t be. He must be growing too old, surely he had heard wrong. THUD! THUD! THUD! Only after hearing the heavy footsteps of the security guards approaching did they come to their senses. Several security guards surrounded them, ready to make a move. The entire Wilson family trembled with humiliation and embarrassment, their faces twisting into expressions of discomfort and shame. "You unfilial grand-daughter!" Grandfather shouted furiously, tapping his walking stick on
"You actually dare to be so rebellious! Can you bear cutting off ties with us?" Julian scoffed angrily. Why was this bitch acting so high and mighty because of a small fortune?"Hey! Let me go!'' Penelope screamed as a security guard grabbed her roughly, yanking her roughly. The rest of the Wilson family also faced the same treatment.Grandfather Wilson could no longer hold on and directly pulled his last trick. "You rascal! Even if you cut ties with me, your father will still recognize me! He is his father's son, he will listen to me!"His words made Savannah stop in her tracks. Her expression faltered and her body trembled. This reaction was because grandfather Wilson's words were right.Her father valued the Wilson's family more than anyone else. He cherished their family ties otherwise he wouldn't have willingly drop the charges against Edward and forgive him.She was the only one who knew how great his desire to return to the family was. If grandfather Wilson tried to manipulate