NovelApp"What a load of hogwash!" The middle-aged man suddenly scolded loudly, "This is a downright disrespect to Ms.
Mirabelle, you folks are going off half-cocked. You should apologize to Ms. Mirabelle right away." The head of the security immediately dropped his gaze, apologizing to the middle-aged man and Mirabelle, saying that even though the idea wasn't his brainchild, he needed to shoulder the blame.
"Ms. Mirabelle, I'm sorry for the misconduct of my team." The middle-aged man again shook hands with Arabella, expressing his deep apology.
"Your interpretation of the artwork is spot-on. | thought you'd use conventional symbols to denote longevity and peace, but you chose such a unique path, it's really striking and top-notch!" In this painting, there were two special birds, a species native only to eastern countries.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe long tail feathers of the birds looked like ribbons, and they had the longest lifespan among small birds.
Hence, they symbolized longevity.
The two birds were flying through the clouds, their motions intricately depicted.
Every element in the painting, be it the birds, the landscapes, or the flora, came to life under Arabella's brush, captivating the viewer.
"There are many good painters in the art world, but no one can compare to you when it comes to capturing the hardest elements of form and essence." Other artists’ works either lacked depth in the ambiance or didn't adequately represent the form.
But Arabella was hailed as a master of oriental painting art, not only because she brought a fresh style to the art form, not only because each of her works had a distinct personal touch, but crucially, because she could capture the hard-to-grasp essence and form in her art.
This exquisite skill was beyond the average artist.
"Ms. Mirabelle, could | ask for your autograph?" A middle-aged man, looking like a fanboy, gazed expectantly at Arabella.
"Sure." Arabella remained calm. "Where should | sign?" "Here." The man opened a cherished notebook he carried with him, handing it over with both hands.
Arabella picked up the pen, writing a line on the first page: May you seize favourable opportunities and circumstances, brave difficulties, and stride forward to realize your lofty aspirations.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe signed her name in the bottom right corner: Mirabelle.
The man didn't expect Ms. Mirabelle to include a blessing for him, he was touched and unexpectedly noticed that Ms. Mirabelle's handwriting resembled that of a calligrapher he admired. Before he could think more, Ms.
Mirabelle spoke.
"I have other matters to attend to, unless there's anything else, I'll take my leave." Arabella was about to leave.
The man hurried, "Ms. Mirabelle, please wait." Arabella was puzzled, was there something else? "| just wanted to ask, Ms. Mirabelle, do you have a boyfriend? My son is about your age." Arabella caught his drift and replied lightly, "I have a boyfriend." She has a boyfriend? A hint of regret flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly said, "That's alright, I'll walk you out, Ms. Mirabelle." "No need." Arabella said lightly, "Please hold." She nodded and was about to leave the warehouse when she saw a security guard quickly approach the middle- aged man, whispering something in his ear.
The man looked towards Arabella's retreating figure, asking with some surprise, "Ms. Mirabelle, do you know Romeo from McMllian Corporation?" Arabella stopped in her tracks, turning to look at him.
"My man here tells me that you're driving Romeo's car."
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