That’s Your 100th Mistress, Time to Leave You - Chapter 54: Chapter 54
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With a dramatic flair, the agent revealed, "The company's name is Briella's Art. Same as yours! If that's not fate, I don't know what is!"
Briella's brush paused midair. A flicker of emotion flashed through her eyes. She set down her palette and brush, wiped her hands on her apron and pulled out her phone. "Send me their website."
Briella clicked on the link that her agent had sent. The homepage displayed a simple tagline, Investing in Talent. There weren't many paintings featured, but every single one had the same Briella's signature. A suspicion took root in her mind. She scrolled to the bottom to check the company's registration details.
The organization was minimal, with no complicated hierarchy. Just one name was listed under the legal representative. Sheldon Gifford. Briella's gaze froze. She didn't speak for a long time. Her agent kept talking, oblivious. "The sponsor is actually in town on a business trip, so I arranged a meeting. Jacquin, get ready."
Briella waved the paintbrush at her. "The investor's father values it so much, of course, I have to create overnight."
"You're free tonight, why not come?"
She lifted her paintbrush in response. "If they value me this much, I should be painting all night to live up to it."
On opening night, Briella arrived dressed to the nines. Under the dazzling lights, she looked almost ethereal. Sheldon watched through a livestream, his gaze filled with endless tenderness. The first stop of the tour art exhibition was in Jorbridge. There was no special reason; the investor strongly requested it. On the opening day, Briella attended in a gorgeous dress. Under the bright lights, she was more beautiful than an ordinary person.
Sheldon watched through the live broadcast, his eyes filled with endless tenderness. He watched her talk eloquently about art as if he saw that spirited young girl again. Still, she had long shed her youthful exuberance and become a radiant contemporary painter.
At the final stop of the tour, the media asked her to say a few words of encouragement for those struggling through hardships like she once had. She thought for a moment, then spoke. "Any place you don't love but can't leave, any life you despise but can't escape. That's a prison. So please, no matter how many times it takes, just fight for yourself, without hesitation. Save yourself from any and all trouble."
(The End)
Briella's brush paused midair. A flicker of emotion flashed through her eyes. She set down her palette and brush, wiped her hands on her apron and pulled out her phone. "Send me their website."
Briella clicked on the link that her agent had sent. The homepage displayed a simple tagline, Investing in Talent. There weren't many paintings featured, but every single one had the same Briella's signature. A suspicion took root in her mind. She scrolled to the bottom to check the company's registration details.
The organization was minimal, with no complicated hierarchy. Just one name was listed under the legal representative. Sheldon Gifford. Briella's gaze froze. She didn't speak for a long time. Her agent kept talking, oblivious. "The sponsor is actually in town on a business trip, so I arranged a meeting. Jacquin, get ready."
Briella waved the paintbrush at her. "The investor's father values it so much, of course, I have to create overnight."
"You're free tonight, why not come?"
She lifted her paintbrush in response. "If they value me this much, I should be painting all night to live up to it."
On opening night, Briella arrived dressed to the nines. Under the dazzling lights, she looked almost ethereal. Sheldon watched through a livestream, his gaze filled with endless tenderness. The first stop of the tour art exhibition was in Jorbridge. There was no special reason; the investor strongly requested it. On the opening day, Briella attended in a gorgeous dress. Under the bright lights, she was more beautiful than an ordinary person.
Sheldon watched through the live broadcast, his eyes filled with endless tenderness. He watched her talk eloquently about art as if he saw that spirited young girl again. Still, she had long shed her youthful exuberance and become a radiant contemporary painter.
At the final stop of the tour, the media asked her to say a few words of encouragement for those struggling through hardships like she once had. She thought for a moment, then spoke. "Any place you don't love but can't leave, any life you despise but can't escape. That's a prison. So please, no matter how many times it takes, just fight for yourself, without hesitation. Save yourself from any and all trouble."
(The End)
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