Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

I saw Barrett mingling with a few guests and sipping champagne. I took a deep breath before confronting him.

"Can we talk?" I asked him as I approached.

He turned his scrutinizing gaze in my direction and plastered a smile for his viewer's sake.

"Miss Stormwind, you made it," he said in greeting. "We were just talking about your incredible art piece at the auction and how you'll be painting more for your fans soon." I pressed my lips together.

"I already told you; I'm not painting anymore using that model, Mr. Anders. I've made a promise I intend to keep," I told him firmly, causing murmurs to erupt around us.

Barrett gave a fake, and slightly nervous laugh as he glared at me.

"And I told you, I expect more from my exclusive writers," he said, his fake smile never leaving his face.

"Then why exactly did you reject the paintings I sent you yesterday?" I asked him, raising my brows. "I've worked hard on those, and they were well done in my opinion. Did you reject them out of malice?" His face turned red at my accusation.

Stormwind?" He asked through his teeth. "As my worker explained,

the gallery," I said, raising my brows at him. I was wholly aware of our gathered audience and the growing silence around us. "If you ask me, I will say you rejected my paintings because you

growled, pointing his long finger at me. "If it wasn't for me, you would be nothing right now. You needed

arms across my

afraid I can't do that,"

If that's your viewpoint, it would make better sense to just terminate the contract and

of champagne and Barret's hand whacked the tray, causing all the champagne to fall and crash to the ground. I felt the liquid before I saw the

could react, a strong hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from a very angry Barret. I looked up at the figure that stood in front of me and my mouth

I thought he had

everyone

"It's the gallery owner!"