Theodore frowned. "Even if you're jealous of me," he retorted, "you should at least restrain yourself."
Olivia rolled her eyes and chuckled.
"Funny you say that," she replied. "Because there's something I haven't told you yet. And it might actually make you jealous instead."
Theodore turned instinctively toward Aurora. "What is it?"
Olivia glanced around at her family, licked her lips nervously, and pulled out a photograph along with a letter.
She unfolded it and placed it in front of everyone.
They leaned in, reading in silence. Five long minutes passed before the realization hit.
Lexy, one of the top three internationally renowned painters, had accepted Olivia as her direct disciple.
Meaning that from now on, Olivia would be painting under Lexy herself.
The terms outlined in the letter were overwhelmingly in Olivia's favor.
For a moment, no one could believe what they were seeing, especially Aurora.
