Page 431 of Billionaire Temptations

When I walked away with Ellery, she led me downstairs.

“Richard Borne is very interested in purchasing almost half the display. He wants a couple of paintings, five photographs, and two sculptures.”

“What’s he going to do with all that?”

“Apparently, he has a,” she held her fingers up, “room that they would be perfect in.”

“Ah. I bet it’s a very special room.” I smiled.

“Ew!” she shrieked. “Him and that room. The thought.” She laughed. “Go ahead and talk to Mr. Borne and find out exactly which pieces he wants and put sold stickers on them.”

“I’m on it. Caden will be very happy.”

“So will Connor.”

Walking back up the stairs, I went into my office, pulled the sold stickers from my desk, and found Mr. Borne. The exhibition was well received, and Caden sold almost every piece of artwork. Standing there staring at the wall that was devoid of all but three paintings, I felt a hand softly touch my back.

“The exhibition went well,” Sebastian spoke. “I told you that you had nothing to worry about.”

“It did. Didn’t it? I’m really happy for Caden.”

“We can head to my penthouse for dinner if you're ready.”

“I’m more than ready. I’m starving. Just let me grab my purse.”

Grabbing my purse from my office, I left the gallery in Gregory's hands to close up, and Sebastian and I headed to his penthouse.

“Wow,”I spoke in awe as I looked around his forty-five-hundred-square-foot penthouse. The light beige walls and light oak flooring made the space look even bigger.

“So, what do you think of my stuffy penthouse?” The corners of his mouth curved upwards.

“Okay. So, I was wrong. It’s very light and airy. No dark wood floors, no dark trim, but I was right about the beige walls.”

“Everyone has beige walls.” He chuckled.

“Mr. Bennett, dinner is ready.”

“Thank you, Karina.”

It was apparent that Sebastian wasn’t going to introduce me to the hired help. So I introduced myself.

“Hi.” I smiled as I held out my hand. “I’m Chloe.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Karina.”

“Nice to meet you too, Karina.” I narrowed my eyes at Sebastian.

I followed him out onto the patio, where a table next to an outdoor fireplace sat.

“I thought it would be nice to dine out here. Of course, if you get cold, we can move inside.”

“No. This is fine.” I smiled.

We took our seats, and Sebastian picked up the bottle of wine and poured some into our glasses.

“So, are you going to tell me what that text was about earlier today?”

He sighed as he brought the glass up to his lips.

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