Love Coming from the Least Expected

On the day of the art exhibition, Remington and Spencer called me several times since I was absent. As hard as I tried, I could not come up with a believable excuse. Eventually, I decided to go with the most overused one; I told them I was sick and had to go to the hospital.

No doubt that it was a cliche, but it worked anyway. Besides, that was the only reason that could explain why I did not attend the event. After putting Christopher’s jacket on for him, I worked carefully on his necktie. Tying a tie was no easy feat, so I put in a lot of hours trying to get the knots right.

After all, as a superior, you can’t hide from the company forever. I’m pretty

good idea. I literally know nothing of how the company operates. I mean, what the heck can I even do at a meeting? Take notes? Trust me. Even I can’t read my own scribbles.” I waved my hand and shot down the

wait for me at home,” responded

the time to work on my drawings is a blessing.” A smile was

went straight back to bed to make up

exhibition was near its end. I was flipping through the channels on the TV when the news

disappearing from the art industry for more than a year because of a series of scandals, new school artist, Crystal Yates, appeared before the public once again at Remington Fowler’s first art exhibition. Not only has the artist’s work, Floral Bloom, won over the majority of the public,

rewound the news to the part where they did a close-up on my work. It was displayed at the most prominent spot at the

when I noticed Isabelle at the exhibition. Furrowing my brows at the TV, I

of her daughter. That was why I got upset when I saw Crystal take what should have been mine. Standing next