New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Sunshine art club

Claire and Matthew arrived at the art club, a small and cozy place that Claire had seen in an old photo from her mother's album. Stepping out of the car, Claire held the photo in her hands, comparing it to the building before her. "This is it," Claire murmured, more to herself than to Matthew, as she looked at the photo once more before tucking it back into her bag

As they approached the entrance, Claire hesitated for a moment, feeling a rush of emotions. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and then knocked on the door.

A woman in her late 50s opened the door, her warm smile putting Claire at ease. "Hello there, how can I help you?"

them

"Is this the Sunshine Art Club?" Claire asked, her voice tinged with anticipation

The woman nodded. "Yes, it is. Welcome!"

Claire extended her hand, introducing herself. "I'm Claire Peterson."

The woman's eyes widened in recognition. "Peterson... Are you Mary's daughter?"

Claire nodded, a mixture of surprise and relief washing over her. "Yes, I am. Do you know my mother?"

the woman greeted

The woman's smile widened, and she pulled Claire into a hug. "Oh, Mary was such a lovely soul. I'm Liz, and I run this art club" Claire returned the hug, feeling a sense of connection. "Nice to meet you, Liz. This is Matthew," she said, gesturing to her companion. Liz greeted Matthew warmly before inviting them inside. Once they were settled, Liz asked Claire about her visit.

"Why are you here, Claire?" Liz inquired gently.

and fulfill

Claire explained, "My mother asked me to help fund the art club. It was her last wish. I wanted to see the place for myself and her wish."

eyes softened as she listened. "I accidentally found a letter from my mom where she

like a piece

passionate about art and children. She loved surprising

children's laughter and the sound of creativity filled the air. Some

she took in the lively atmosphere. "This place is amazing, Liz,"

glad you think so. Wait till you see the art these kids

the walls. Claire paused in front of a particularly striking piece-a vibrant, abstract painting that seemed

murmured,

you believe me if I told you a nine-year-old

shot up in surprise. "No

kids have such

doesn't get the

of paintings, each one unique and telling a different story. Claire was captivated by the colors,

a painting displayed prominently in a frame at the center of the hall. Claire's breath caught as she studied it-a

softly. "That's Mary's

I had

such talent."

Claire." Said Matthew

amazing artist. This painting has inspired many

eyes as she turned to Liz. "What do you think about organizing a charity event that also doubles as an art exhibition? We can showcase the children's paintings and raise funds for the art club," "That's a fantastic idea, Claire. But what it no one shows up to the exhibition?

a reassuring hand on Liz's shoulder. "Don't worry, Liz. I'll handle the promotion and outreach. We'll make sure plenty of people come

easing. "Alright, let's make it happen. I'll

she already had in

Liz lett, Matthew, one of Claire's trusted advisors, turned to her with a curious expression. "Claire, how do you plan to ensure that

"Sandra, I need you to arrange for a suitable building to host an art exhibition. And I want you to arrange the music,

promised to handle the logistics, Claire turned back to

list of potential guests. I want you