Bribing The Billionaire’s Revenge.
Chapter 13
By Friday, she was a ball of nerves. This was her first showing without her husband by her side. Much of her art over the last seven weeks, several new pieces, clearly depicted her anguish and rage. Large red streaks and splatters against stark white canvas peppered with black and her own blood which she had drawn by stabbing her fingertips repeatedly, entitled Fool No More, was her centerpiece of the latest collection. It was raw, primal, and angry and she knew it. A departure from the last show where her life had been boring and easy. If anything, her divorce was good for her art.
A self–portrait of her crying was mounted to the wall encased in a stark black wooden frame. Her lips painted an angry red, mascara streaking down her cheeks and the clear despair on her features clearly depicted the title Betrayed. Then the self–portrait immediately next to it with rage, her features narrowed, fierce and vengeful was entitled Scorned.
She hadn’t put out such vulnerable work in years and letting her very real emotions to be viewed by the world was excruciating yet cathartic.
“This is by far the best work you have ever done,” Janka gushed. There won’t be a piece left on the wall tonight. I’m sure of it. I mean you have a niche following but this is going to bring you to a whole new level.”
“Especially if your new patron shows up,” Elsie grinned, playfully nudging her with her hip.
She’d had multiple conversations with him all week. He liked to call, not text and he was very flirty. She really hoped he would show up. He would be a good bit of fun to rebound with. Or at least it was Fred’s suggestion. Her brother kept asking her if she’d boned the billionaire yet.
“I can’t believe you bribed him to show his face for a simple USB”
She was quite certain it was not the USB which made him agree but the prospect of getting his hands on the laptop which had pushed him, but she was not about to divulge this information. She’d falsely reported a crime which she had committed. He was so grateful for the info he had he’d sent her a bottle of expensive wine and a dozen roses.
She heard the buzz of more people entering the gallery and looked over her shoulder to see her ex–in–laws entering. “What the actual fuck?” she hissed under her breath while maintaining her wide smile.
“Why are they here? They were not invited.”
“It’s open invitation,” she gritted through her teeth.
“Darling,” Torrie gripped her by the shoulders and blew air kisses to her cheeks, “you look gorgeous. Doesn’t she look gorgeous
Trent?”
“She does indeed.” His gaze racked her up and down in the familiar way which had always made her skin crawl./
“I did not expect to see you here,” she kept her smile firmly planted on her face as she ignored his creepy stare. “Thank you for
coming.”
“Oh, we wouldn’t miss a show of our daughter–in–law.”
“Ex,” she corrected quickly.
“Ugh,” Torrie rolled her eyes dramatically, “my son realized his mistake as soon as the woman provided her pregnancy test. Once the baby is born within wedlock to meet the confines of the will, he’ll come back to you, as he should.”
“Excuse me?” her smile slipped at the woman’s words.
“Your sister is not fit to be a McGrath and we all know it. We did what was right for the child and Merlin had his role to play. She is a frightful woman, isn’t she?” Torrie whispered lowly clutching Liesl’s hands tightly in her grip and putting their foreheads
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together conspiratorially. “She threatened to abort the baby if he doesn’t give her what she wants. She keeps making comments about how clumsy she is. I wouldn’t put it past her to throw herself own a flight of stairs to cause the child harm. Horrible human
being.”
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Antwoinette Anderson
Oh yes babes you’re in his spider web now lol
Visitor
I think I would want to bribe the wrong billionaire
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