Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54 

Maja stepped into the art gallery where the exhibition was being held, looking all fresh and crisp. She stood out among a bunch of business elites. 

She scanned the crowd and quickly found her target, the president of Synthetech Industries, Luis 

“Sorry, did I come late?” 

She walked over confidently and greeted Luis. 

A few school leaders were gathered around Luis This year, he was sponsoring all the electronic equipment for Solstice College’s microcomputer course and donating a hundred thousand air conditioners 

Luis was in a suit, not looking the least bit like a shrewd businessman Instead, he had that certain aura that came with his age His well–exercised physique made him look more energetic than most. “Miss Maja, you’re finally here I thought you forgot” 

They had mes when Maja designed a house for him. 

“You invited me How could I not come?” 

During their conversation, Maja turned to a sharp–looking middle–aged woman. “Teacher, long time no see 

Dalia was 35, dressed neatly with a pair of black–framed glasses on her nose, exuding a mature female charm. 

But she didn’t seem too pleased being called “teacher” by Maja. 

Luis chimed in. “Still calling her teacher? Dalla has been promoted to director this year.” 

Dalia’s gaze on Maja became stern for a moment, then she greeted Maja with a smile. 

“It turns out you know Luis 

Luis chuckled, “The house I was most satisfied with was designed by her. I knew she graduated from the art apartment of Solstice College, so I Invited her to accompany me to this year’s exhibition.” 

“I see.” 

Dalia looked at Maja who was dressed In affordable clothes, and didn’t say anything else. 

Maja stood beside Luis, first talking about the house, then switched to talking about the exhibition when she noticed his interest in the paintings. 

She explained methodically, including the brush strokes, the color Inspirations. 

Luis nodded from time to time, smiling, sometimes praising, “Since you studied painting before, why did you switch to design?” 

Hearing this, Dalia stiffened, but Maja smoothly changed the subject, “Someone is calling you over there.” 

Luis turned around and indeed saw a business partner toasting to him. 

“You wait here for a bit, I have to go say hi.” 

Maja politely nodded, and once she was sure he wouldn’t be back in a short while, she went to the restroom around the corner to touch up her makeup. 

Just as she turned on the faucet, someone came in. 

35–year–old Dalia still looked exquisite, her gaze sweeping up and down Maja disdainfully. 

“I didn’t expect you to dare to come back to the school.” 

Maja took out her lipstick and applied it. 

“You’re joking, right? I’m not the one who should be afraid.” 

Dalla, wary, locked the door, checked all the cubicles to make sure no one else was there, then sneered. 

“Who would believe a painter accused of plagiarism? Maja, you tried to seduce Daniel back then, only to be chased to the school by his wife and dumped a bucket of paint on you. It caused quite a stir. It’s been a few 

years,