Serena had only slept for a few hours when she was woken up by a phone call the next morning.
"Is this Ms. Jansen? My name is Samuel Davis, and I''m in charge of the porcin exhibition. I had spoken with Mr. Larson previously-do you remember me?"
The voice on the other end was warm and polite.
Serena slowly woke up, nodded, and replied, "I remember you. It''s pretty early for a call-what can I do for you?"
"Well, for the uing porcin exhibition, I''d like to include your mother''s works. Her pieces are incredibly rare and invaluable, and many industry professionals attending the exhibition are eager to see them in person.
"Additionally, since this is a public exhibition, while most of the attendees will be industry professionals, some business owners will also be bringing their children along.
"Your mother''s porcin pieces are exceptionally valuable, and for safety reasons, my suggestion would be to disy one representative piece, while the others could be reced with replicas."
Samuel''s tone was cautious, almost tentative.
Serena understood right away.
This was standard practice at public exhibitions. Amber''s porcin was priceless, and if anything happened to it, Samuel, as the one in charge, would have no way to cover the loss.
So, replicas would be disyed while the originals were photographed and included in the exhibition catalog for people to see.
But... the replicas would need to be made by Serena.
Still, more people would get the chance to see Amber''s work. Wasn''t that exactly what she had always wanted?
Amber had never created her porcin pieces for recognition or financial gain, but to share the beauty of her craft with the world.
Thinking about the smile Amber had whenever she worked, Serena found herself smiling too.
"Alright. If it''s convenient for you, how about we meet somewhere to go over the details?"
"That sounds wonderful! I''m free anytime. Just let me know where to meet.
Samuel''s voice brimmed with excitement, and Serena could tell he truly appreciated porcin.
They met at a café.
Samuel, just as his voice had suggested, was warm, polished, and youthful- looking.
However, when it came to business, he was organized and efficient. In just half an hour, they had outlined the entire process for the exhibition.
When Samuel learned that Serena wanted Amber''s porcin to reach a wider audience, he said, "Of course. The purpose of this porcin exhibition is exactly to give these works the exposure they deserve.
"Rather than being hidden away in a collector''s cab, I want these pieces to be shared with more people. They deserve to be remembered, because that''s the true value of art."
Hearing this, Serena nodded in agreement. The two were inplete harmony.
Serena would work during the day, and after hours, she would head straight to Samuel''s studio to begin working on the replicas.
To make it easier for Serena to workte at night, Samuel handed her the key to his studio.
Serena teased him with a smile. "Aren''t you worried I''ll take your porcin pieces and sell them?"
"You wouldn''t do that to someone else''s hard work," he replied firmly.
After ncing at the time, he added, "But don''t overdo it. Make sure to get some rest. I''m leaving now."
"Okay."
Serena smiled and nodded before focusing back on her work. Deep down, she felt reassured.
Since thest concert, she had once again found a deep sense of fulfillment within herself. Her passion for the craft made the long hours feel meaningful and rewarding.
Meanwhile, Samuel made a call to Hugh.
"She''s mostly staying in the studio, working. I''ve set up a rest area for her, and the security system is in ce as usual. You don''t need to worry."
"Good," Hugh replied, feeling reassured.
Although the elevator issue had been resolved, Wendy and Zach hadn''t left yet. Instead of enduring their constant harassment at home, it was better for Serena to stay somewhere safe, focusing on what she loved.