Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 293

The exhibition had wide publicity since the pieces exhibited came from renowned artists. One piece of art could be auctioned for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Janine roamed the gallery leisurely.

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She saw a few pieces from a Southeast Aciatic artist. The lines were beautiful with bold colors and screamed personal style. She liked them and told the assistant next to her immediately, “Contact the staff here. I want this piece!”

The assistant nodded and jogged away.

At the same time, Cordelia arrived with Xyla.

“Mom, there aren’t many people here, but it’s a big place. Don’t run off!”

Xyla looked at her helplessly. “You bring me to an exhibition and don’t allow me to go around on my own. What am I supposed to look at!?”

Cordelia chuckled. “I’m just worried you are bored at home alone and want to take you out! Besides, I’m here to work. Please cooperate with me, okay?

“I’ll take a few photos and ask the staff about the general situation. After that, we can leave.”

Xyla was surprised. “We’re leaving so soon?”

She liked art exhibitions and frequently visited them when she was still with her family. Since leaving home, she had never visited such a beautiful gallery.

“Yeah.” Cordelia nodded. “We’ll go back once my task is done, so I can write up the article quickly.”

Xyla pursed her lips. “Sigh, you don’t even get that many days off in a month’s work, and you always work overtime. Those who didn’t know better will think you’re making handsome money!”

“Mom!” Cordelia giggled and teased her. “Why are you talking about money all the time now? How worldly!”

“I was too otherworldly in the past. That’s how William Jenner took advantage of me! I shouldn’t have held on to any will back then. I should have just kept using his money. Then you and Carter wouldn’t have to suffer with me…”

“Alright, alright.” Cordelia hugged her mother by the shoulder, afraid that her illness would relapse because of the past.

“It’s all in the past now. William Jenner has nothing to do with us, and we’re doing pretty well, aren’t we?”

“Mm,” Xyla hummed. “Pretty well…”

She sighed and looked elsewhere, still caught in reminiscing.

Now that she thought of it, what was her stubborn will for? Life was realistic and practical. However, the education she received since she was a child had taught her to die in honor rather than to survive in disgrace.

Xyla took a deep breath. Such a worldly theory had actually made her pay the price of half her lifetime.

Cordelia was busy taking photos as her mind worked quickly to build the draft of her article.

After going around the gallery, she found the rest lounge and helped Xyla sit on the couch before grabbing a pen and paper to note down what flashed in her mind.

“Mom, are you thirsty? I’ll go buy some water!”

The sweet voice entered Janine’s ears.

She turned around and saw a pair of mother and daughter sitting at the lounge close by with their backs against her. Despite that, it was not difficult to see that they were close.

“Mom, you don’t look like you’re wearing enough!” Cordelia said softly, “The gallery’s pretty cold. Are you cold?”

She then took off her jacket and draped it on her mother.

Xyla tried refusing it but ultimately could not win against her daughter. She smiled as the jacket was put on her.

Janine caught the scene and felt something… Daughters were considerate—she had never experienced such tenderness before.