Chapter 746


    "What a load of hogwash!" The middle-aged man suddenly scolded loudly, "This is a downright


    disrespect to Ms. Mirabelle, you folks are going off half-cocked. You should apologize to Ms. Mirabelle


    right away."


    The head of the security immediately dropped his gaze, apologizing to the middle-aged man and


    Mirabelle, saying that even though the idea wasn''t his brainchild, he needed to shoulder the me.


    "Ms. Mirabelle, I''m sorry for the misconduct of my team." The middle-aged man again shook hands with


    Arabe, expressing his deep apology.


    "Your interpretation of the artwork is spot-on. I thought you''d use conventional symbols to denote


    longevity and peace, but you chose such a unique path, it''s really striking and top-notch!"


    In this painting, there were two special birds, a species native only to eastern countries.


    The long tail feathers of the birds looked like ribbons, and they had the longest lifespan among small


    birds. Hence, they symbolized longevity.


    The two birds were flying through the clouds, their motions intricately depicted.


    Every element in the painting, be it the birds, thendscapes, or the flora, came to life under Arabe''s


    brush, captivating the viewer.


    "There are many good painters in the art world, but no one canpare to you when ites to


    capturing the hardest elements of form and essence."


    Other artists'' works eithercked depth in the ambiance or didn''t adequately represent the form.


    But Arabe was hailed as a master of oriental painting art, not only because she brought a fresh style


    to the art form, not only because each of her works had a distinct personal touch, but crucially, because


    she could capture the hard-to-grasp essence and form in her art.


    This exquisite skill was beyond the average artist.


    "Ms. Mirabelle, could I ask for your autograph?" A middle-aged man, looking like a fanboy, gazed


    expectantly at Arabe.


    "Sure." Arabe remained calm. "Where should I sign?"


    "Here." The man opened a cherished notebook he carried with him, handing it over with both hands.


    Arabe picked up the pen, writing a line on the first page: May you seize favourable opportunities and


    circumstances, brave difficulties, and stride forward to realize your lofty aspirations.


    She signed her name in the bottom right corner: Mirabelle.


    The man didn''t expect Ms. Mirabelle to include a blessing for him, he was touched and unexpectedly


    noticed that Ms. Mirabelle''s handwriting resembled that of a calligrapher he admired. Before he could


    think more, Ms. Mirabelle spoke.


    "I have other matters to attend to, unless there''s anything else, I''ll take my leave." Arabe was about


    to leave.


    The man hurried, "Ms. Mirabelle, please wait."


    Arabe was puzzled, was there something else?


    "I just wanted to ask, Ms. Mirabelle, do you have a boyfriend? My son is about your age."


    Arabe caught his drift and replied lightly, "I have a boyfriend."


    She has a boyfriend?


    A hint of regret shed in the man''s eyes, but he quickly said, "That''s alright, I''ll walk you out, Ms.


    Mirabelle."


    "No need." Arabe said lightly, "Please hold."


    She nodded and was about to leave the warehouse when she saw a security guard quickly approach


    the middle-aged man, whispering something in his ear.


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    The man looked towards Arabe''s retreating figure, asking with some surprise, "Ms. Mirabelle, do you


    know Romeo from McMllian Corporation?"


    Arabe stopped in her tracks, turning to look at him.


    "My man here tells me that you''re driving Romeo''s car."