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

like a piece

about art and children. She loved surprising the kids

Claire through the bustling halls of the community center, where children's laughter and the sound of creativity filled the air. Some kids were engrossed in playful games,

the lively atmosphere. "This

till you see the

a corner where several paintings adorned the walls. Claire paused in front

murmured, her gaze fixed on the

me if I told

up in surprise. "No way!

kids have such raw

doesn't get the

of paintings, each one unique and telling a different story. Claire was

prominently in a frame at the center of the hall. Claire's breath caught as she studied it-a breathtaking landscape with intricate details and a sense of depth that drew her in. "Who painted this?" Claire asked, her

softly. "That's

had no idea

such talent."

Matthew who

an amazing artist. This painting has inspired many of the

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? The kids might feel

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 start

already had in mind which

advisors, turned to her with a curious expression. "Claire, how do you plan to ensure that people will attend the event? We need a strategy to attract guests and make

didn't hesitate. She pulled out her phone and dialed Sandra, her efficient secretary. "Sandra, I need you to arrange for a suitable building to host an art

took notes and promised

guests. I want you to invite them anonymously, so they'll feel