He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 236

Hearing that name, Grant's expression shifted slightly.

Although Seraphina was his cousin, she was notoriously simple-minded and impulsive, with absolutely zero connection to the art world.

Why on earth would K invite her?

Grant frowned, sensing that something was off. But unable to pinpoint the exact flaw in the plan, he decided he would just have to adapt on the fly.

It was no secret that Seraphina idolized K. Perhaps she had paid a fortune to convince the artist to let her attend the exhibition just to get close to her.

Grant dismissed the thought. Adding one idiot to the crowd wouldn't change anything.

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The opening day of the retrospective finally arrived.

That day, all eyes in the city were fixed on The Gilded Gallery.

Since dawn, broadcast vans from every major media outlet had jammed the streets outside the building, gridlocking traffic.

The guest list was a parade of wealth and status, drawing half the city's elite circle.

Everyone wanted to witness the highly anticipated "ultimate confession." They wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly between the billionaire CEO, who had allegedly gone mad with grief for three years, and the mysterious artist K he had paid a fortune to hire.

Backstage in the gallery's VIP lounge, the atmosphere stood in stark contrast to the chaos outside. It was oppressively quiet.

Grant wore an impeccably tailored black custom suit with a white mourning boutonniere pinned to his lapel.

He was meticulously groomed, but the dark circles under his eyes and his hollowed cheeks ensured he still looked suitably exhausted and heartbroken.

He stood before the mirror, adjusting his tie over and over. His movements were slow and mechanical.

The man in the mirror was him, but at the same time, it wasn't. It was the Grant Gauthier who was about to step onto the stage to play the flawlessly devoted husband.

His mother, Madeline Gauthier, watched him from the side, her face full of pity.

"Grant, don't be too nervous." She stepped forward, smoothing the final invisible wrinkle from his jacket, and comforted him softly.

"After today, everyone will know how much you sacrificed for Sienna. All those nasty rumors will vanish into thin air."

Grant remained silent.

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