Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 529

“Do you have any specific requirements for the size of the studio?”

“As long as it’s not too small, I’d like it to have its own bathroom. It’s easier to clean up the art supplies.”

Maja hadn’t expected lan to have such specific demands. She nodded, “I got it.”

“Also, I prefer white walls because I’m planning to hang up a bunch of pieces from other artists. Keep that in mind. The room will be decorated with art from both local and international artists, split into two sections.”

Different strokes for different folks, after all.

“Mr. Raymond, I got it.”

“Also, I’m not a fan of portraits.” In other words, no portrait art.

Maja smiled. Even though lan’s demands were piling on the work, he was the boss. His wish was her command.

“Given you were the last apprentice of Master Herbert, I’ll let you handle the art. Seven or eight pieces should do.”

Maja frowned. “Don’t you have any paintings in your collection?”

lan certainly did. He was deliberately messing with her. Instead of answering, he said, “You pick out some pieces; I’ll foot the bill. There are a few auctions coming up; we should find some good pieces there. You can come with me.”

Maja didn’t want to go, but it was part of the job. She couldn’t let personal preferences interfere.

The prices at these auctions were sky–high. He wanted seven or eight pieces. That could easily run up to seventy or eighty million. And that’s assuming each piece was ten million.

flipped through

three days, and the organizers promised at least four pieces would be up for

attending, but if Penny

with me to the auction in

was an

meeting scheduled that day, but

argue, “As long as you and Ms. Shepard

designer, or is Carlene

When she left the

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at herself in the mirror and

herself. She couldn’t let him get to her. That would mean she cared about

she looked up, she saw Carlene standing behind

had been waiting

Maja ignored Carlene.

in the

do you any good. He’s not going to marry you. Women who throw themselves at

yourself at lan, Ms. Shepard?”

closed her compact, grabbed Maja’s injured hand,

told her to take good care of it. So, Carlene’s action was like a direct attack,

it anymore. She kicked Carlene in the

heels, so

thrown a meter away, hitting the