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.

asked through his teeth. "As my

properly before painting those pieces for the gallery," I said, raising my brows at him. I was wholly aware of our

nonsense," Barret growled, pointing his long finger at me. "If it wasn't for me, you would be nothing right now. You needed my auction to put your name out there

folded my arms across

afraid I can't do that,"

discuss, Miss Stormwind. If that's your viewpoint, it would make better sense to just terminate the contract and forget this exchange

walked by holding a tray of champagne and Barret's hand whacked the tray, causing all

angry Barret. I looked up at the

doing here? I thought

me as everyone took

"It's the gallery owner!"