The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 47

Julian's voice was crisp and held a hint of familiarity. "I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Xavier when I first returned to the country during the exhibition at the gallery. I told her then how much I looked forward to her future work."

Professor Lawrence glanced between them in pleasant surprise.

"So you two already know each other. Then tonight's transaction is truly a meeting of a visionary and a rare talent," the professor mused with a smile.

Julian refocused his attention on Nora. The lobby lights reflected in his eyes, turning his gaze deep and intent.

It was as if, within his field of vision, all the surrounding noise and people simply faded away, leaving only her.

"Ms. Xavier, we meet again."

Julian offered a slight bow, his demeanor exuding the effortless grace of old money. "Tonight's piece was even more breathtaking than the one from last month."

Nora met his gaze, her hands folded neatly in front of her to maintain a professional poise.

"You flatter me, Mr. Pierce."

Her tone was sincere. "Your purchase of this piece is the greatest validation for me and the entire studio."

"I'm a businessman through and through. I don't make losing investments."

The curve of Julian's lips deepened, his unhurried voice carrying through the spacious lobby. "I was willing to pay that price because it is absolutely worth it."

He paused for a moment, his profound gaze lingering on Nora's delicate features.

"When pursuing luxury, many designers lose their way, simply piling on expensive materials. You're different."

Julian's words struck right at Nora's heart. "Your designs have their own backbone. I bought it not just to collect a piece of jewelry, but to collect a truly unique soul."

Nora's heart rate picked up uncontrollably.

"At the same time, I'd like to introduce your designs to several European brand executives."

Hearing this, Janie gasped, her eyes going wide as saucers.

The prestige of this gala was at the absolute apex of the fashion and jewelry world. It was an elite vanity fair that countless designers would kill to get an invitation to.

Julian wasn't just personally handing over an invitation; he was explicitly offering to leverage his own network to build a bridge for Nora to the international stage.

This unreserved patronage and favoritism went far beyond the normal boundaries of a buyer's interaction with a designer.

Nora stared at the dark blue envelope, hesitating to reach for it.

Attending the Pierce Gala meant stepping completely into the city's highest echelon of high society. For the past three years as Gideon's wife, she had been thoroughly sidelined from this world.