The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Chapter 438

Chapter 438

Chapter 438

“Why are you shouting so much? Are you trying to ruin the gallery’s reputation by letting our guests seeyou acting like a crazy woman?” scolded the gallery manager after walking over.

The lady greeter immediately dropped the attitude when she saw the gallery manager. “Sorry, sir.There’s a woman who’s causing trouble here. She didn’t dress according to the dress code. but sheinsisted on going in,” she said innocently.

The gallery manager took one look at Corinne and his face immediately changed. He bowed to her andsaid servilely, “Miss Carew, you’re here!”

The lady greeter was stunned and bewildered. “Sir, who’s-”

Corinne smiled. “Yes, I’m here but your gallery doesn’t seem to welcome someone who’s dressed likeme.”

The gallery manager smiled awkwardly before he glared at the lady greeter for offending Corinne. Hethen quickly apologized to her, “I’m so sorry about the staff, Miss Carew. She’s just a temp so she’s notfamiliar with the gallery’s rules yet. Please don’t get angry. I promise I’ll fire her immediately.”

“I’m not interested in the gallery’s human resource issues so it’s up to you whether want

you to fire her or not. But you should know that art is for the masses and not only for the rich. Howpeople want to dress is only up to them so you shouldn’t encourage a corporate culture of judgingpeople by their clothing here,” said Corinne languidly.

The gallery manager nodded his head repeatedly and smiled ingratiatingly. “Yes, you’re right, MissCarew. We’ll learn from this lesson and train the staff properly.”

Corinne raised an eyebrow. “May I go in now?”

“Of course, of course. This way, please, Miss Carew,” said the manager respectfully.

Corinne entered the gallery at a leisurely pace.

The lady greeter watched in bewilderment as Corinne went in. Then she asked the gallery managerquizzically, “Sir, who’s that b*tch?”

“You better watch your mouth! That woman is Miss Carew, our most esteemed guest. Don’t you knowthat anyone who crosses her will be in serious trouble?!” reprimanded the gallery

manager.

‘What? So the VIP guest the gallery manager has been waiting for is this inappropriately dressedwoman?’ The lady greeter found that hard to believe so she asked the manager again, But she doesn’tlook like she has money! Sir, who exactly is she?”

The gallery manager looked disgustedly at the foolish lady greeter and said coldly, “That’s notsomething you need to know. I’m now officially letting you know that you are fired. Go to the

accounts department to get your final paycheck and leave right away. Our gallery doesn’t needsomeone as shallow and vulgar as you to work for us.”

The lady greeter was dumbfounded. She never imagined the gallery manager would fire her so shestarted to panic. “Sir, please don’t fire me. I didn’t mean to do it. Please give me another

chance.”

The gallery manager ignored her pleas, shook off her hands, and dusted the spot where she touchedhim with a disgusted expression on his face. He then turned around and quickly went back into the

gallery to hobnob with the VIPS.

“Sir,” Anger and resentment filled the lady greeter’s heart but alas, she still crying had no choice but togo to the accounts department to get her final paycheck.

The gallery was playing soothing, classical music and the guests who came were mainly there for themore famous and iconic paintings.

Corinne stood alone in a place where there were fewer people and looked at the still-life paintinghanging on the wall with a thoughtful expression on her face. To be honest, she was

not very

interested in this kind of commercial art exhibition, and the only reason she was there was because sheheard Michel would be attending the exhibition as well.

According to the information Marvin gave her, Michel was her mother’s art teacher and the only leadshe had who could give her more clues as to who her mother was. Therefore, she wanted to take thisopportunity to ask Michel about her mother.

‘Who’s my mother? Who were the people chasing after her? Is she still alive? There are so manyquestions I want to ask him,’ thought Corinne.

At that moment, the gallery manager approached her respectfully and said, “Miss Carew, did you seeany paintings you like? Would you like me to tell you the story behind the paintings?”

Corinne was pulled back from her thoughts. She glanced indifferently at the gallery manager and said,“Not at the moment but I’ll let you know if one ever catches my eye. By the way,

when will Michel be here?”

The gallery manager sighed and said, “Unfortunately, there has been a schedule change. Michel wassupposed to attend this exhibition as well but his wife suddenly fell sick just when he was about to flyhere. He decided to stay back in Phinacea to take care of his wife so he wouldn’t be coming to ourcountry for the foreseeable future.”