Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 21

A knot formed in the pit of my stomach.

“I apologize…” I said.

“Were your achievements at the auction just a fluke then? Are you incapable of repainting that portrait?”

“Sir, I—”

“I expect better from my exclusive painters,” he scolded, and then he hung up before I could say another word.

I looked at Rebecca who was staring at me with raised brows.

“Why would you turn down the offer?” She asked, curiously.

“I made a promise to Elliot,” I told her. “I can’t go back on my word.”

“Maybe you should speak with him about it.

I sighed, not wanting to talk about it anymore. Picking up on my mood change, Rebecca changed the subject and the rest of the evening flowed nicely.

When Elliot returned to the palace after being away all day, he handed me a red blindfold.

“Put this on,” he instructed.

I raised my brows at his request.

“What for?”

“I have a surprise for you,” he told me.

Hesitantly, I put the blindfold on.

Feeling rejected and annoyed, I had a feeling I knew exactly who was behind this and why.

The Pandora Bloom cocktail party was scheduled for this evening and considering I am an exclusive painter for the gallery, I’m invited to attend. I was going to confront Barrett about my paintings being rejected.

I wore an elegant red evening gown with shimmering silver heels. I let my hair down and curled it so it would bounce freely around my shoulders and down my back. I applied some makeup to bring out my brightest features before heading downstairs.

I paused in front of Elliot who was looking at me with desire in his eyes; it made my chest constrict and I cleared my throat to bring his attention to my face.

“I was wondering if you’d attend the cocktail party with me. I’d like to share my successes with you. Considering you are the reason behind them being my model and all.”

“Sorry, but I have other plans this evening,” he told me casually.

I didn’t press him for more information and once again, I was left masking my disappointment. Without another word, I left and went to the cocktail party.

It was a beautiful event and just as elegant as described by everyone who attended last year. I never thought I would ever get the chance to attend such an event, but here I was.