you chose her so i married better 93
Chapter 93
Genevieve fell silent for two seconds before taking the bottle. “Thank you.”
At Genevieve’s response, Stella’s eyes lit up. She didn’t leave. Instead, she hovered around like a tagalong, clumsily handing Genevieve tools whenever the latter needed something.
Even though Stella handed over the wrong thing eight times out of ten, at least she wasn’t causing trouble. That alone was a huge improvement.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Tristan went to open the door. Almost immediately, Hannah’s bright voice sounded as she rushed in, carrying a stack of folders. “Gen!”
During this time, Genevieve had been busy taking care of Stella, and ever since her identity had been exposed, the studio’s workload had skyrocketed.
Hannah continued, “All the exhibition details have been finalized. They’re very efficient. These are the sponsorship contracts and the final exhibition proposal. Look…”
All of a sudden, Hannah stopped talking. Stella, who had been arrogant just days ago and had practically been wearing a “I’m here to cause trouble” look on her face, was now crouched obediently at Genevieve’s feet like a well–behaved kitten. She was holding a row of paintbrushes and was even helping sort the art tools properly.
Hannah widened her eyes in shock. For a moment, she wondered if all the consecutive late nights had finally made her hallucinate. She rubbed her eyes, causing one of the folders to slip from her arms and hit the floor with a thud.
Startled, Stella looked up at Hannah. Genevieve sighed helplessly and picked up the fallen folder. It was only then that Hannah returned to her senses. Hannah hurried over to Genevieve and whispered with a look like she had just seen a ghost,” Gen, did this kid get possessed or something?”
How did Stella become an angel from a troublemaker overnight?
Genevieve glanced at Stella, who was watching them curiously, and replied flatly, “Maybe the fever burned all the bad ideas
out of her head.”
Hannah was rendered speechless. That explanation actually made a bit of sense. She handed the folders to Genevieve, but her gaze kept drifting back to Stella again and again. It was surreal.
Genevieve flipped through the documents quickly while Hannah explained from the side.
Hannah stated, “URI Corporation truly went all out this time. They’re covering all the costs and using every media resource they have. The pre–launch publicity is already everywhere.
“The painting hasn’t even gone on display yet, but just the concept of ‘Rebirth‘ has stirred up a lot of buzz online. Besides that, the perfume series is selling even better than before.”
As if suddenly remembering something, she added, “By the way, URI Corporation also said that to ensure exclusivity and artistic value, they’ve had the organizers cancel another artist’s exhibition scheduled for the same day.”
Genevieve stopped flipping the pages. “Who?”
Hannah answered, “Greg.”
At that, Genevieve’s gaze darkened. Did Tristan cancel Greg’s exhibition? What was Tristan playing at now?
Genevieve closed the folder and raised her head. She looked past Hannah toward Tristan, who was standing nearby with his head down as he checked his phone. As if sensing her gaze, he looked up, and their eyes met.
Genevieve calmly looked away. “Got it. Thank you for the hard work.”
Genevieve had no intention of getting involved. After all, she still didn’t know whether Tristan was an enemy or an ally.
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Hannah nodded. Before leaving, she couldn’t help glancing back at Stella again as she walked away.
The living room fell silent again. Stella wasn’t interested in those dull documents. Hugging her knees, she fell lost in thought.
Sunlight streamed in through the floor–to–ceiling windows, scattering spotted shadows across the floor. The brief calm felt
almost unreal.
At this moment, a black car pulled up quietly downstairs. Genevieve was reading the documents by the window when she glanced down absentmindedly and spotted the car. Then, she frowned.
At the same time, Stella, who had been quiet, seemed to sense something. She raised her head and looked outside as well. When she recognized the familiar car, the faint smile that had just returned to her face vanished instantly.
It had to be Sylvia. They were here to take her away.