Chapter 52
Ellinor was about to respond to Bartlett’s honesty, she appreciated it…
But Bartlett cut her off with a chuckle, “Hold on, no need for an answer If I push you too hard and keep bothering you, wouldn’t that make me seem annoying?”
Judging by this girl’s previous reactions, she wouldn’t say yes easily
Ellinor was a bit taken aback, realizing that this guy was pretty sharp.
“Ellinor?” Bartlett tried to say her name.
“Hmm?” Ellinor, who was busy lasting her dessert, looked up at him.
Bartlett smiled, “No biggie. I just heard someone call you that. So I wanted to make sure it’s your name. It’s cute, you’re cute too, but it seems like your personality doesn’t quite match your cute looks, huh?”
Ellinor’s expression changed, she gave him a cold glance.
Seeing her like this, Bartlett couldn’t help but find it adorable and burst out laughing. “Oh, by the way, there’s an art exhibit today, are you available? Do you want to go with me?”
Ellinor shook her head nonchalantly, “No thanks.”
Facing rejection, Bartlett felt a bit down, he added: “Are you sure? I heard they’ve got lots of original world–famous paintings, a rare opportunity, you know!”
Ellinor shook her head again. “Thanks for the offer, but I need to head home.”
Marissa Blanchet had made her soup, she couldn’t keep her waiting!
Bartlett checked his watch, it was not even four yet, “why so early?”
Ellinor didn’t bother to answer him, her phone was blowing up with messages…
It was from Chase [Boss, I found the authentic Lady Lotus‘]
[And it’s three of her masterpieces that were never exhibited after her death!]
Ellinor was on edge, she quickly replied. [Where’s the painting?]
Chase responded instantly: [These paintings are exhibited today in a private gallery, but the owner only invited his friends, I couldn’t get in. Boss, can you check if Mr. Blanchet got an invitation?]
Ellinor frowned, and asked. [Who’s the gallery owner?]
Chase responded. [Bartlett. The eldest son of the Rex family, just returned home to take over the family business. The paintings exhibited today are said to be from his personal collection, a one–time event‘]
Ellinor’s frown deepened as she looked up at the man sitting across from her, “Bartlett?”
Hearing Ellinor say his name for the first time, Bartlett’s eyes lit up. “What’s up, my lady?”
Ellinor asked him, “Did you just invite me to an art exhibit?”
Bartlett nodded, “Yes, I did.”
Ellinor blinked, “Is it too late if I agree to go with you now?”
Bartlett was slightly surprised, then he laughed, “Not at all! But why do you change your mind suddenly?”
“I just realized I have nothing to do at home, might as well go appreciate some art with you.”
“Great, shall we?”
