You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 515

"I know." Hearing that Lucille was willing to sell, Zoel added immediately, "My family has not only

opened a museum, but we also have an auction company. Recently, there is an auction for the

paintings of some contemporary celebrities. I can get your painting in. If anyone likes it, you can sell it

at a good price."

"No, I know my level very well. Not to mention being a master, my paintings still have a distance from a

teacher's level."

Lucille understood that her paintings would sell fine in a small gallery, but if they were put together with

the work of an expert, one could tell which was better at a glance easily.

"Then... Are you willing to study at an art academy? My family is the dean of Three K Art Academy. You

can join and study there. In the next two years, no matter how you progress, as long as you graduate

from there, you can sell your paintings at a higher price," Zoel suggested.

"Three K Art Academy?"

Although Lucille was not an expert in arts, she knew about the Three K Art Academy. It was the most

famous art academy in the country. All the students in it were masters in paintings.

"Yeah, do you want to study over there?"

"Yes!"

As soon as Zoel asked, Lucille agreed immediately, but she was also aware of her own problem. "It

doesn't seem appropriate for a rookie like me to study together with those masters over there."

"You don't have to worry about this. Leave everything else to me as long as you're willing to!"

"I..." She looked at his enthusiastic expression. She wanted to say yes, but she stopped at second

thought. "Forget it. If you are fine with it, I will continue to sell paintings in your gallery."

She owed Zoel too much, but there was nothing she could do to pay him back. She could not ask for

more.

She was simpleminded, and all her feelings seemed to be shown on her face. He could tell her thought

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"My purpose is to let you gain some added value! I have said before that when you become a master,

the price of your paintings will be increased, and I will make more money. If you feel that you owe me

something, you can increase my commission."

He spoke confidently.

His statement was the same as it had been in the past.

His words had eased Lucille, but she still felt a little worried. "What if I can't become a master?"

"You have to be confident in yourself!" He cheered her up.

"It won't work even if I have the confidence. It's because of talent..."

She was a little discouraged. She wished to meet the masters in Three K Art Academy, but she was

struggling internally.

A piercing scream then sounded.

Aurora started to wail in Zoel's arms.

"Look, even Aurora doesn't like to hear you underestimate yourself," he deliberately said so.

She took Aurora over and pointed at her mouth with her finger, counterattacking. "She's hungry."

Knowing that Lucille was going to feed Aurora, he quickly got up and pulled over the curtains in the

ward.

The thick curtains immediately separated the entire ward into two spaces.

Marvin left the hospital and went to work. Alma went home alone, grabbing a cab.

When Alma returned home, she saw Natasha lying on the sofa, eating snacks with her legs crossed

and watching a show on the tablet in her hand.

Natasha's appearance was completely different from what she usually showed to others.

"How could you sit like this? Fortunately, Marvin didn't come back with me!" Seeing her disgraceful act,

Alma chastised her immediately. "If he sees you acting like this, he will be nagging me."

"It's the daytime now. How could he come back?" Natasha listened to her accusation and did not move.

She took a potato chip and stuffed it into her mouth instead.

Seeing that Natasha didn't listen to her, Alma stopped talking about it. "It's daytime. Why don't you go

to work?"

"Go to work? President Moore is on a business trip these few days. Who am I going to act for?"

Natasha had signed an annual contract. In the blink of an eye, it would be due in around one month.

Everyone did not care about whether or not she went to work.

Alma sat down on the single sofa and wondered, "Oh... Why didn't he take you on the business trip?"

"Mom, I'm just a small employee. Why would President Moore take me on a business trip?" Natasha

rolled her eyes.

"Didn't you say that you went on a business trip with him last time?"

Alma remembered that a few months ago, Natasha had not come back for a night. She told her that

she was going for a meeting with Franklin.

"That was a special case."

She knew what Alma was talking about.

At that time, it was not that Franklin insisted on bringing her along. It was Natasha who got his

schedule from Franklin's secretary.

She would leave Franklin's company soon, but she had made no progress in seducing him in the past

few months. In accordance with her selfish thoughts, Lucille could not get together with him if she

herself couldn't...

Natasha originally wanted to throw herself at Franklin, but she accidentally ran into him, who was

drunk...

She had wanted to take advantage to have s*x with him while he was drunk, but she did not expect him

to be cautious. As soon as she came over, he recognized her and drove her away.

However, Natasha did not give up. She took Franklin's identity card and went to the front desk to apply

for another room card.

Afterwards, she waited outside of the room for an hour. When she heard no sound from the room, only

then did she open the door and enter. She took off his clothes and opened a condom, took some

photos...

Alma sat there and ate a few pieces of snacks on the table. She told Natasha, "By the way, I just went

to the hospital with Marvin to see Lucille. I was scared to death when I saw her baby!"

"What's wrong?"

Alma's words pulled her back to reality.

"It's a freak! A deformed child!" Alma showed a disgusted look, but her expression was full of

schadenfreude.

"What? Didn't she have a maternity test?" Natasha's expression was the same as Alma's. "How could

Lucille do this? To marry President Moore, she dared to give birth to

such a child." "That's right! It's a girl. How can the Moore family accept her and the child now? When I

saw a big hole in her face, I was really scared to death."

"I think there's a defect in her genes! No matter what, the Moore family must wish for a healthy

daughter- in- law," Natasha continued.

Alma and Natasha kept talking. Throughout their conversation, they had no sympathy for the fact that

Lucille's newborn child had a cleft lip, but they were overjoyed instead.

"Well," Alma changed the topic, and her face darkened. "Do you know Rogstar Museum?"

"What museum? Why should I know that?"

Natasha didn't understand why Alma asked about this.

"Right... I met a man in Lucille's ward today. He's quite tall and should be a bit younger than Franklin. If

this deformed child is not Franklin's child, it must be his."

"What? Lucille's gigolo has shown up?" Natasha was surprised.

"Yes, but this man said that his grandfather is the director of Rogstar museum. Your father told me that

their family is powerful, but why haven't I heard of it?"

She was suspicious of Zoel's identity.

"Powerful? How powerful can a museum director be? If his grandfather is a politician, it's worth talking

about, but he's just a director..." Natasha mocked.

"Well, I also think so..."

Natasha had the same thought as Alma. Thus, she couldn't help nodding when she heard her

daughter's words.

"Mom, I'm going to buy a dress for the graduation party night next month. Could you go shopping with

me?" Natasha was not great at her studies. She was studying in a private university, so there was a

graduation party.