Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 330 Blanca’s Sudden Sadness

The place they were going to was a famous gallery in the city. Since it was already evening, the lights

around the gallery were all dark.

It was a little scary from a distance.

After getting out of the car, Peter looked at Blanca with a sneer and said, "You looked frightened. Are

you afraid of ghosts, Blanca?"

"I’m not that timid."

Blanca replied, clenching her handbag.

In fact, she had a very horrible experience when she was a child, so she was especially afraid of being

in darkness.

It seemed that she was the only one left in the world.

Blanca followed Peter step by step. It seemed that Peter had sensed her nervousness, so he

deliberately pushed her to the front. "Why are you following me? Don’t be scared. I’m not the ghost."

"Peter, can you just shut up?"

Blanca had been scared enough, but Peter still wanted to make fun of her.

"Hey, where is the person you have made an appointment with?"

When they arrived at the door, Blanca suddenly realized that she probably had been set up when she

saw the locked door of the art studio.

"Maybe he's on his way here. I'll call him to urge him."

Peter walked aside to make a phone call. Taking this opportunity, Blanca took out her phone and found

that Matthew hadn't called her.

Was he really angry?

She wanted to call him, but at this moment, she suddenly saw a heavy middle-aged man running over

breathlessly. Then Peter greeted him, "Tam, I'm so sorry to call you here in the evening."

"No. Don’t mind that. It’s my honor to be called here by Mr. Murray."

When Tam said this, he had opened the door of the art gallery. During the chat, Blanca knew that Tam

was the director of the art gallery and had been working there for more than 20 years. He had been

here since the gallery was built.

Peter often cooperated with Tam, so he was quite familiar with Tam.

Tam led the way in and turned on the light of the art studio. "The gallery covers an area of more than

2000 square meters, but you don't need that much. At that time, we will give you three exhibition

rooms."

As Tam spoke, Blanca had already walked in. The first thing she saw was a long corridor. Beautiful

lights were hung on both sides of the corridor, shining the paintings on the wall. Some of those works

were abstract and some of them were realistic. It looked cool.

"Are we going to hold the exhibition here then? What about the paintings on the wall..." Blanca asked. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

If Mr. Butler's paintings were placed here, the paintings on the wall would have to be put away.

"Yes, you don't have to worry about that. We have a warehouse." Tam said, "I've cooperated with Mr.

Murray many times before. We are here today just to check the venue and schedule again. Rooms

here are always occupied, but you can use some of them next Thursday."

They made a deal.

Blanca walked through all three halls of the exhibition. She felt a little tired. Tam had something to deal

with at home, so he left first. Blanca rubbed her tired legs and feet and sat at the door of the art gallery.

The moon outside the window was bright.

It was not until now that Blanca felt a little sad.

"Are you still thinking about that?" Peter suddenly walked out from behind. His voice woke up Blanca

who was lost in her thought.