Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

He looked at me questionably for a moment before he conceded.

"I'll see you later then," he said, turning to leave. "I'm going to get dressed and then I'll be out of here. If you come by the packhouse later, come see me."

I was stunned by this; he wanted me to walk in on him and Shirley? He was gone before I could say anything.

At some point during the day, my phone started to ring. I was busy in my studio working on some other paintings when it rang on my desk across the room. Sighing and wiping the sweat off my brow, I stood from my stool and my way across the room and to my phone.

I frowned at the number displayed on the screen; I didn't recognize it.

"Hello?" I asked, answering the phone.

"Hello, is this Mrs. Silver Crown?" Asked a man on the other end; I was still getting used to people calling me Mrs. Crown.

"Yes, this is her," I said, sitting on my desk chair.

"This is Edmond Wilson calling from Hope's Art Gallery. How are you doing Mrs. Crown?"

in my throat; Hope's Art Gallery was huge in this region. Not as big as Pandora's Bloom; but it was still pretty known. It was also one of the art galleries that I submitted my work to

I'm doing fine; and yourself,

Hope's Gallery and I have been searching for new artwork for our new exhibit. We would like

brows rose at

some of my artwork a few weeks ago but they were

was quiet for a

"My

My frown deepened.

is she working in an art gallery?"

he muttered. Then he changed his tone as he moved on from the topic of his associate. "I am willing to pay you handsomely for your artwork.

grabbed my planner and

set something up,"

"Excellent," he replied.

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Elliot's POV