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... "Calm down, lil man," he said, sitting back casually as if he hadn’t just detonated a bomb in my head. "It’s not a bad thing. It’s going to Veridian Hall."
I gasped. "What?"
God help me.
"Veridian Hall," he repeated, like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Ain’t that... like, private? Only famous painters get to display their art there."
He smiled, smug. "Well, who am I?"
Right. I forgot he’s rich rich.
"They saw your art and fell ...
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