Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 529

“Do you have any specific requirements for the size of the studio?”

“As long as it’s not too small, I’d like it to have its own bathroom. It’s easier to clean up the art supplies.”

Maja hadn’t expected lan to have such specific demands. She nodded, “I got it.”

“Also, I prefer white walls because I’m planning to hang up a bunch of pieces from other artists. Keep that in mind. The room will be decorated with art from both local and international artists, split into two sections.”

Different strokes for different folks, after all.

“Mr. Raymond, I got it.”

“Also, I’m not a fan of portraits.” In other words, no portrait art.

Maja smiled. Even though lan’s demands were piling on the work, he was the boss. His wish was her command.

“Given you were the last apprentice of Master Herbert, I’ll let you handle the art. Seven or eight pieces should do.”

Maja frowned. “Don’t you have any paintings in your collection?”

lan certainly did. He was deliberately messing with her. Instead of answering, he said, “You pick out some pieces; I’ll foot the bill. There are a few auctions coming up; we should find some good pieces there. You can come with me.”

Maja didn’t want to go, but it was part of the job. She couldn’t let personal preferences interfere.

these auctions were sky–high. He wanted seven or eight pieces. That could easily run up to seventy or eighty million. And that’s assuming each piece was ten

through his schedule.

the organizers promised at least four pieces

on attending, but if Penny was going, he didn’t mind.

to the auction in three

an order.

had a meeting scheduled that day, but

argue, “As long as you and Ms.

my designer, or

speechless. When she left

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she went to the washroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and was

She couldn’t let him get to her. That would mean she cared about him.

face. When she looked up, she saw Carlene

she had been

Maja ignored Carlene.

applying makeup in

good. He’s not going to marry you. Women who throw themselves at men

throwing yourself at

face turned cold. She closed her compact, grabbed Maja’s injured hand, and

had told her to take good care of it. So, Carlene’s action was like a direct

take it anymore. She kicked

was wearing high heels, so

away, hitting

felt a sharp pain in her hand. She was terrified. Would her