How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 492

Andrea glanced at Patricia, her eyes flickering uncertainly, before finally turning to Sylvie. "Ms. Fielding, Mr. Silverstein is considering taking the painting back. Would you like to think it over one more time?"

Sylvie still didn't understand why Jarrod had suddenly decided to buy the painting after all, but now that Patricia was involved...

"Andrea, don't worry about it," Selma interjected smoothly. "Just let Mr. Silverstein know that I've made the decision-this painting is a gift for Miss Aldridge."

Selma was well aware of Patricia's status. If a single painting could forge a good connection, why not take the opportunity? Besides, she'd soon need to work with Patricia's art museum. This painting was really just a favor-a gesture that would be reciprocated in the future.

Sylvie understood Selma's reasoning immediately. "It's fine, I'll explain it to Jarrod myself."

Andrea looked as if she wanted to say something more, but Patricia, her expression cool and distant, shot a glance at Sylvie. "Well, I won't stand on ceremony with you, Ms. Fielding. You've just saved me a small fortune."

Sylvie knew Patricia's reputation-she wasn't exactly known for her warmth. While Sylvie would have preferred to give the painting to Jarrod, she had no doubt he'd understand her intentions.

"Miss Aldridge, you're too kind. I'd be glad to count you as a friend."

As soon as the words left Sylvie's lips, Patricia's mouth curled in a faint, mocking smile. "Well, I don't make friends with just anyone, you know."

With that, Patricia turned to Faust. “Wrap it up and have it sent to my car."

Faust glanced at Andrea, then signaled the staff to take care of it.

watched the scene unfold, but ultimately

upset. He's always been good to you, and I can send him a few

world-her reputation had been built on both wealth and

like Miss Aldridge," Selma continued, "who's willing to go to bat for people she cares about?

it that way, but Selma

scheduled for one,

entered the gallery, her brow furrowed. The show

member at random. "We opened three hours early today,” he

caught off guard. She had no idea the opening had been moved up-

press the issue, heading straight to the section

the wall that should've displayed

around, she found another staff

he said. "It was sold two

a sharp breath. She'd made a point of coming early, only to find the exhibition had opened

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