Chapter 118

MILLA

My assistant, Chloe, appeared in my doorway, waving a piece of paper.

“That guy came by earlier while you were at lunch.”

I groaned, already aware of who she was talking about. “The same guy that’s been calling for days about the painting?”

For the past three days, I’d been getting calls at the office from the same man. He wanted to acquire a piece of art, and wouldn’t accept that it wasn’t