novelxo Chapter 145
Chapter 145
1 pinned mischievously and asked again, "What's she like, you antist friend? How's the relationship with Jonathan? Do you think Jonathan will go to the art exhibition too?
Logan was caught off guard by my questions. He chuckled. 'I don't really know her that well, Jonathan's the one who knows her and dragged me along whenever they went out. I thought you might be bored, so lacked Quine if I could take you out." He glanced at my leg. Tr. Quinell said your leg is fine. Just don't put tos amoe
Imodded eagerly. "Tin fine. I can do it. Just give me crutches, mid 17 walk on my own."
Login shook his head, chuckling at my liness. "Silly girl," he teased.
Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked again, 750, is she pretty? Does Jonathan like hen?"
Logan looked at a loss
With a resigned sigh and a small smile, he said, "Well, it seems she might be interested in Jonathan. That's actually why she got in touch with me, asking me to visit her art exhibition.
I was excited "So, Jonathan's finally going to get a girlfriend? By the way, why hasn't Jonathan found a wide yet?"
Logan just stared at me in silence.
Half an hour later, we arrived at a quaint, old-fashioned alleyway in the city. The alley was Hined with charming, historical townhouses.
I saw a group of people up ahead, chatting and drinking in front of one of the brightly lie townhouses
"Wow! There's actually a bar here?" claimed.
Logan got out of the car and draped a delicate scart over my lap. He glanced at his watch. "It's about to start," he said "Those are the guests. They're waiting outside,
couldn't hide my excitement. "Let's go check them out! Look at them, all dressed up and sipping champagne. 11's like we're in a movie scene."
Logan chuckled and slowly wheeled me down the alley.
La serves in a whine dorm recognized him. The server respectfully said, Ma. Wood, please follow me this way."
Logan nodded slightly and wheeled me toward the red-carpeted wallway.
The server quickdy soepped forward "Mr. Wood, may assist you?" he offered politely.
Login shook his head "Thank you, but I'll manage," he replied.
The server glanced at me with a puzzled expression. The surrounding guests also seemed intrigued by out unexpected paiting
As we passed by groups of pests, I overheard nippets of their conversations
"Whos that? He's so handiane," one woman whispered
"He's so charming Ch I think it's Mr. Wood" another exclaimed,
"Mr. Wood? You mean the CEO of that huge corporation?" someone asked,
"oh my god, it's Mi. Logan Wood He's even taller and inore han in prison, Sunbelievable, someone wheelchair in the disabled" ""But who's
that with him? She's gorgeous too, but why's she in a
"Noway Their away Mr. Wood would be with someone disabled," another guest scoffed
"Maybe she's so kind of famous actor? I've never heard of her before?"
"Can't believe Mc Gatiti pol Mr. Wood to come. This all exhilation in soupscale."
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After walling turough the red carpeted walkway, we entered the lobby of the townhouse. As soon as we stepped inside, a subtle, calining fragrance filled the air. pok a depa berathi, surprised to find le was a rare focal scent mixed with jasmine
The katy was sparnus, with a refined selection of appetizers and drinks set up in one comer. A few distinguished guests, led by a well-dressed manager, were attentively admiting the
Au looked around, I noticed the pairings were at style I wasn't qualified to age the paintings, but the special lighting allowed me to feel the emotion the artist was trying to
Logan stayed with name for a dale, then thougiafully asked, "you
1 pulled my para away Eranthe paintings and only "You
Logan umiled and motioned to the set. The verden galed to the small get door. A few older, distinguished guests were already seated