0112: We Struck Gold
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."

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