Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 226

“So you’re coming to me now because you didn’t reserve the cherry wood flooring in advance, huh? I really like you, and I’d love to keep some aside for Herbert’s sake. But you know our cherry wood flooring must be booked three years in advance. It’s a tough spot for me to hold some for you suddenly.”

Felton said this very seriously, causing Maja to chuckle softly.

“I heard there were cases where customers miscalculated their reservation dates or had issues with their orders, leading to forced returns. I’m not asking you to give me someone else’s order, but what if there’s a return? Could you give me that order? I’d pay a high price.”

Hearing this, Felton didn’t hesitate.

“What’s your name?”

“You can call me Penny. That’s what my old teacher used to call me.”

Felton chuckled, “Since you’re his student, I’ll help you out. But stick around and paint me something, and I’ll contact you first if anyone cancels their order.”

“Then, thank you in advance.”

The painting Felton asked for wasn’t complicated. Someone had already done half of it, but for some reason, they stopped. Maja struggled to pick it up without understanding the original creator’s ideas.

But her thoughts were as rich as a tide, adding some interactive elements to the otherwise bland content, making the painting come alive. Three hours had passed by the time she finished. A servant had brought her coffee during this time.

Felton’s coffee choice was quite exquisite, top-grade Blue Mountain coffee.

as Maja was about to take it,

lan supposed to come today? I’ve been waiting all morning, why hasn’t

looked towards the source of the voice and saw a

Maja, then looked at the painting, and her face

other people’s things?

marched over, intending to

a month. It was originally a test for you, but you’ve been gallivanting around

few

realized that the original content of the painting

School of Modern Art and had

“Show-off. I also got into the Arcadia School of Modern Art, and my last painting was even

glanced at her, she was probably not from Connie Raymond’s class but possibly

forehead in exasperation.

teacher, and

never gives full marks. Is she a relative of the teacher?”

a sound from outside, and her eyes

“Dad, lan’s here!”

hearing Fannie’s coquettish voice from outside.

so long since you’ve come to see my

by Jeff, who was carrying several gifts, which he handed to a servant

long. Either Felton would refuse outright, or Maja would tell him