Chapter 1101
Chapter 1101 “Compared to the ones | painted some time ago?”
Odell pinched her cheek. “You are the painter. Shouldn’t you know better than me?”
Sylvia felt she had done better than her previous work, but she wanted to hear it from a third person’s view. “I don’t know. You tell
me.
Odell bent over and moved his handsome face closer. He looked at her with a bewitching smile and said, “Kiss me and I''ll tell
you.”
Sylvia raised a brow at him. “Odell, I’m being serious here.”
m too,” he said.
Sylvia was left speechless because he did not look serious at all.
She rolled her eyes at him. “If you don’t want to tell me, fine. I''ll go show it to the President and Simon. They will tell me.”
She was clearly not in a lovey-dovey mood. She wanted to return to her painting, but his strong hand held the back of her head,
so she was forced to turn back to him. Before she knew it, his handsome face was already in front of her.
“Mmm!”
He kissed her firmly yet delicately on the lips, only releasing her after he had his fun. He looked into her eyes deeply. “It’s better
than your previous ones.”
It was even better than the painting that made her famous.
Sylvia swallowed herints and smiled. “Really?”
“Really,” he said firmly.
“Okay, I''ll go be the judge.”
“Sounds great.”
Sylvia picked up her phone and texted Christopher.
The artpetition was in three days.
After Sylvia informed Christopher of her decision, she received the agenda for thepetition.
There was a meeting before thepetition to finalize everyone’s job scope and duty on that particr day.
Sylvia woke up early for the meeting and went downstairs in fresh new clothes.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.
When she was at the door, a cool-looking sports car was already waiting in front. In his handsome suit, the man leaned on his
carzily while waiting for her.
Sylvia went to the car and announced , “I’m ready. Let’s go.”
He opened the door for her before he got into the driver’s seat himself. The car then drove off to Westchester Art Association’s
Office.
Half an hourter, the car arrived in front of the art association office. There was still half an hour until the meeting, and other
than Sylvia, many people were arriving. Sylvia ran into Lily when she got out of the car.
Lily wore a pair of high heels thatplemented her svelte dress. She also had a jacket draping over her shoulders and wore a
pair of sses. Her outfit screamed high society, granting her a frosty demeanor that would keep people away.
Her secretary was behind her. Other than the familiar few who greeted her, the others tried to stay out of her way. When she
spotted Sylvia , she lifted her chin arrogantly and wore a vague smile.
Sylvia looked away and pretended she did not see her.
To her surprise, Lily came over and called out to her, “Ms. Ross, are you here for the meeting as well?”
Her condescending tone matched her haughty demeanor.
Sylvia answered out of annoyance, “Do you think I’m here for fun?”
Lily''s expression froze for a moment before she curled her lips into a grin. “It seems like you have agreed to be the judge.
I''ll be looking forward to the work you disy on the day itself.”