Chapter 438


    “Why are you shouting so much? Are you trying to ruin the gallery’s reputation by letting our guests see


    you acting like a crazy woman?” scolded the gallery manager after walking over.


    Thedy greeter immediately dropped the attitude when she saw the gallery manager. “Sorry, sir.


    There’s a woman who’s causing trouble here. She didn’t dress ording to the dress code. but she


    insisted on going in,” she said innocently.


    The gallery manager took one look at Corinne and his face immediately changed. He bowed to her and


    said servilely, “Miss Carew, you’re here!”


    Thedy greeter was stunned and bewildered. “Sir, who’s-”


    Corinne smiled. “Yes, I’m here but your gallery doesn’t seem to wee someone who’s dressed like


    me.”


    The gallery manager smiled awkwardly before he red at thedy greeter for offending Corinne. He


    then quickly apologized to her, “I’m so sorry about the staff, Miss Carew. She’s just a temp so she’s not


    familiar with the gallery’s rules yet. Please don’t get angry. I promise I’ll fire her immediately.”


    “I’m not interested in the gallery’s human resource issues so it’s up to you whether want


    you to fire her or not. But you should know that art is for the masses and not only for the rich. How


    people want to dress is only up to them so you shouldn’t encourage a corporate culture of judging


    people by their clothing here,” said Corinnenguidly.


    The gallery manager nodded his head repeatedly and smiled ingratiatingly. “Yes, you’re right, Miss


    Carew. We’ll learn from this lesson and train the staff properly.”


    Corinne raised an eyebrow. “May I go in now?”


    “Of course, of course. This way, please, Miss Carew,” said the manager respectfully.


    Corinne entered the gallery at a leisurely pace.


    Thedy greeter watched in bewilderment as Corinne went in. Then she asked the gallery manager


    quizzically, “Sir, who’s that b*tch?”


    “You better watch your mouth! That woman is Miss Carew, our most esteemed guest. Don’t you know


    that anyone who crosses her will be in serious trouble?!” reprimanded the gallery


    manager.


    ‘What? So the VIP guest the gallery manager has been waiting for is this inappropriately dressed


    woman?’ Thedy greeter found that hard to believe so she asked the manager again, But she doesn’t


    look like she has money! Sir, who exactly is she?”


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    The gallery manager looked disgustedly at the foolishdy greeter and said coldly, “That’s not


    something you need to know. I’m now officially letting you know that you are fired. Go to the


    ounts department to get your final paycheck and leave right away. Our gallery doesn’t need


    someone as shallow and vulgar as you to work for us.”


    Thedy greeter was dumbfounded. She never imagined the gallery manager would fire her so she


    started to panic. “Sir, please don’t fire me. I didn’t mean to do it. Please give me another


    chance.”


    The gallery manager ignored her pleas, shook off her hands, and dusted the spot where she touched


    him with a disgusted expression on his face. He then turned around and quickly went back into the


    gallery to hobnob with the VIPS.


    “Sir,” Anger and resentment filled thedy greeter’s heart but s, she still crying had no choice but to


    go to the ounts department to get her final paycheck.


    The gallery was ying soothing, ssical music and the guests who came were mainly there for the


    more famous and iconic paintings.


    Corinne stood alone in a ce where there were fewer people and looked at the still-life painting


    hanging on the wall with a thoughtful expression on her face. To be honest, she was


    not very


    interested in this kind ofmercial art exhibition, and the only reason she was there was because she


    heard Michel would be attending the exhibition as well.


    ording to the information Marvin gave her, Michel was her mother’s art teacher and the only lead


    she had who could give her more clues as to who her mother was. Therefore, she wanted to take this


    opportunity to ask Michel about her mother.


    ‘Who’s my mother? Who were the people chasing after her? Is she still alive? There are so many


    questions I want to ask him,’ thought Corinne.


    At that moment, the gallery manager approached her respectfully and said, “Miss Carew, did you see


    any paintings you like? Would you like me to tell you the story behind the paintings?”


    Corinne was pulled back from her thoughts. She nced indifferently at the gallery manager and said,


    “Not at the moment but I’ll let you know if one ever catches my eye. By the way,


    when will Michel be here?”


    The gallery manager sighed and said, “Unfortunately, there has been a schedule change. Michel was


    supposed to attend this exhibition as well but his wife suddenly fell sick just when he was about to fly


    here. He decided to stay back in Phinacea to take care of his wife so he wouldn’t being to our


    country for the foreseeable future.”