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He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 234

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The assistant froze, looking toward Liam for help.

Liam's face immediately darkened, his professional smile turning stiff. "Ms. K, you might be misunderstanding something. You have curatorial control, and of course, we respect that."

"But as the sponsor, and as Ms. Sawyer's husband, Mr. Gauthier gets the final say on the overall style of the exhibition..."

"Are you questioning my professionalism, or are you questioning Grant's decision?" Sienna interrupted smoothly, shutting him down with a single sentence.

Liam choked as if something was lodged in his throat. He couldn't say a word.

Grant was the one who had agreed to give K total control. Any objection Liam made now would be a direct slap in his boss's face.

Lucas stood to the side, watching as she completely crushed the man's arrogance with just a few words. A glimmer of approval shone in his eyes.

He didn't interfere. He simply acted as her silent backup, giving her the absolute freedom to do whatever she wanted.

Sienna ignored Liam's sour expression and began pacing the hall.

"This wall."

She stopped in front of the main wall reserved for Grant's "devoted performance," extending a slender finger to point at it.

Everyone's eyes followed her gesture.

"From here to there." She traced a ruthless, straight line through the air, covering the entire sightline from the entrance. "Knock it all down."

"What?!" Liam gasped in horror, convinced he had misheard.

Demolishing that wall would destroy the flow and structural integrity of the entire gallery! That was insane!

"There's too much soundproofing material. It makes the acoustics in this space feel stifled and hypocritical."

Sienna spoke calmly. "I need it to breathe so sound and light can flow freely."

She paused, turning her head to look at Liam's terrified face.

Liam didn't understand her intent, but he could sense a suffocating pressure radiating from her.

This woman wasn't here to put on an art exhibition.

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