Silver's POV

"You were the anonymous buyer?!" I blurted, staring at Elliot in disbelief.

"Yes," He answered.

"Wow, that's such a kind gesture!" Merida announced and the audience erupted into cheers, making me blush at the sentiment.

Elliot continued and said, "The painting has extraordinary commemorative significance for us, and I wanted to remember it for a lifetime." He paused for a moment and then glanced at me and said, "It reminds me of what happened the day she painted-"

"Okay, that's enough!" I blurted, my face red with mortification. "We aren't going to discuss that in front of everybody," I scolded, narrowing my eyes at him.

Elliot gave me a boyish grin which made my heart flip in my chest. Merida just laughed and some members of the audience chuckled, understanding exactly where Elliot was going with that.

I folded my arms across my chest and forced a smile, hoping the redness in my cheeks would soon go away.

"No need to be embarrassed," Merida.

I continued to stare at Elliot, not even realizing that Merida had ended the broadcast.

"Great job, you guys. It was such an honor to meet you, Silver," Merida said, shaking my hand. I was still so stunned that it was Elliot who bought my painting.

"Where are you keeping it? I don't remember seeing it at home," I asked him, my brows furrowed in confusion. I was pretending he didn't just embarrass me in front of a live broadcast. "My office," he replied. "At the packhouse."

still in disbelief that he actually bought my painting. He just shrugged casually and took hold of my

started to walk toward the dressing room, not even bothering to look at me. I folded my arms across my chest and pouted, fully aware that I was acting like a brat, but I didn't care. I needed my husband to talk to me and not

I stopped it with my foot. When he didn't hear the door click in place, he turned and frowned at me. "Can I help you with something?"

to see nobody else was in this dressing room. I turned to look at him. As soon

he leaned against the vanity on the far side of

"Abou the other night..."

it," he said,

lips in a firm line

what happened," I told him, narrowing

and ran his

he said.

nodded and took

something earlier that confused me. You told me that I let someone take advantage of

He scoffed.

his

I'm asking you," I told him, unable to keep the aggravation out of my

let Shirley take me into a hotel room and have her way

I gawked at him.

couldn't have heard him correctly. There was no way

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