New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Unexpected package

The next day, as the clock struck noon, a knock echoed through Alex's penthouse. Annalise's painting, the one he had bid on during the charity event, had arrived. Two burly men maneuvered the large artwork through the doorway, their careful steps ensuring no harm befell the valuable piece.

Lisa, descending the stairs elegantly, arched an eyebrow as she took in the scene. The arrival of such a grand painting was an unusual occurrence in their home "What is all this?" she inquired; her curiosity piqued.

Alex, standing nearby with a sense of anticipation, turned to face Lisa. "It's the painting I bid on last night at the charity event. Annalise painting, remember?" he explained, with a hint of excitement in his voice

Lisa nodded, not particularly invested in the world of art. "Ah, that painting. Looks nice," she remarked before continuing on her way to the kitchen, her attention shifting to other matters.

Meanwhile, Alex directed the two men to carefully hang the painting in the designated spot he had prepared. With practiced hands, they secured it in place, ensuring it was perfectly aligned and showcased in all its glory. Thank you, gentlemen," Alex said appreciatively as the men completed their task and prepared to depart.

Once alone, Alex approached the covered painting, his anticipation growing. With a swift motion, he pulled down the cover, revealing the captivating artwork beneath. The vibrant colors and intricate details of Annalise's creation came to life, filling the room with a sense of artistic brilliance.

"It is even more stunning up close," Alex mused to himself, his gaze lingering on the painting's captivating beauty.

Alex couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction as he gazed at the painting. The memory of the intense bidding war between himself and Claire flashed through his mind.

*£50,000."

"£75,000,"

"£80,000."

"£100,000.

"Going once,

eding twice sold to bidder number 78 for £100,000,"

her reaction as it

competition and excitement, each bid fueling his

the victory, the feeling of accomplishment that came with winning the bidding at £100,000.

why

last night that you'd place it in one of your

calmly, "I changed my mind. I decided I want this

fleeting as

the nearby couch, her attention already drifting to

himself, content with his decision to keep the painting in his penthouse. It was not just a piece of art but a symbol of his victory

door. Setting aside her conversation, she rose to answer it. Two men stood outside, holding a large, carefully wrapped painting. "Are you Claire Peterson?" one of the men

nodded, curiosity piqued. "Yes, that is

have a package for you from Liz," the other man explained, gesturing to the

since she didn't bid any painting last

invited them, opening the door

her bid her goodbye

the couch as instructed by Claire. Once they were

painting. Her expression transformed from curiosity to astonishment as she took in the artwork

was her mum's painting that Liz showcase last

clearly unexpected to

down to get a closer look. As she admired the

carefully opened it and retrieved the letter inside. It was from Liz, expressing her gratitude for Claire's help and mentioning how happy the

children wanted Claire to have the painting as a token of

felt touched by the thoughtfulness of Liz and the children. Making a mental note to give Liz a heartfelt phone call later, Claire sat down on the floor and gazed at

However,

gaze. Claire turned to him, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. "Oh, hey, Matt Liz

floor, studying the painting with genuine interest. "Is this

Claire nodded.

it is more beautiful up-close." he commented, admiring the intricate

soft smile touching her