Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 633

On the day of the art exhibition, Remington and Spencer called me several times since I was absent. As hard as I tried, I could not come up with a believable excuse. Eventually, I decided to go with the most overused one; I told them I was sick and had to go to the hospital.

No doubt that it was a cliche, but it worked anyway. Besides, that was the only reason that could explain why I did not attend the event. After putting Christopher’s jacket on for him, I worked carefully on his necktie. Tying a tie was no easy feat, so I put in a lot of hours trying to get the knots right.

“Why don’t you go to the office with me? After all, as a superior, you can’t hide from the company forever. I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works,” suggested Christopher with a soft smile while he held my hands.

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I literally know nothing of how the company operates. I mean, what the heck can I even do at a meeting? Take notes? Trust me. Even I can’t read my own scribbles.” I waved my hand and shot down the idea.

“Fine. Then wait for me at home,” responded Christopher calmly.

“Sure. Having the time to work on my drawings is a blessing.” A smile was plastered over my face as I said those words.

After seeing Christopher off, I went straight back to bed to make up for the sleep I lost the night before.

When I woke up and checked the time, I figured the exhibition was near its end. I was flipping through the channels on the TV when the news popped up.

“After disappearing from the art industry for more than a year because of a series of scandals, new school artist, Crystal Yates, appeared before the public once again at Remington Fowler’s first art exhibition. Not only has the artist’s work, Floral Bloom, won over the majority of the public, but it has also managed to swoon the critics. But is that enough to redeem the artist from her past sins? Only time will tell. What is apparent, though, is that fans of the artist have started to come together again. What happens next…”