Chapter 2 Veronica Art Gallery

The man was wearing a tailored black suit that flattered his tall figure.

Although Felix said Tessa's father and uncles were arranging the marriage, the King Family hadn't known about this yet.

The Flores Family thought, as long as Tessa agreed, the Kings' or Vance King's opinions were of insignificance.

Vance didn't know that he was being targeted. At this moment, he was appreciating the painting before him.

Standing next to him was a woman whose eyes were filled with admiration. Her lips moved slightly as she said something to him.

Just then, Tessa was standing 20 meters away from them, listening carefully to their conversation. An affectedly sweet voice came into her ears.

"Mr. King, do you like traditional Chinese paintings? We share the same hobby."

The woman pointed at a free sketch. "I drew this. What do you think of it?"

Tessa could tell from the woman's excited voice that she was waiting for his compliment.

"Just so-so."

Vance's voice was as cold and arrogant as his appearance. It was full of unconcern and casualness.

The woman paused and looked somewhat angry. But her voice became softer.

"You must be joking, Mr. King. I won a gold award for this painting and I'm going to auction it. Please do me the honor and bid on it tomorrow."

"I'm not joking. The judges must be blind to award you for such a painting."

Vance rubbed his nasal bone as if his eyes were polluted by something. Then, he turned to his assistant beside him.

"Disqualify this painting from the auction. It'll damage the reputation of our gallery to have people pay money for this."

The woman was rendered wordless, but obviously, she was furious.

When Tessa thought she would give up or slap Vance, she spoke again.

"Vance King, what good will it do to treat me this way? Even your grandfather has agreed with our marriage. Do you think you can go against his will?"

The woman became more and more excited, her voice filled with hope.

"Don't you know how much you can benefit your career by marrying me?"

A sneer brushed past Tessa's ears, following which Vance's indifferent voice sounded.

"Won't it be better to marry your father for benefits?"

Tessa's lips curved slightly

At least, this man was not boring.

She approached him slowly, with her eyes fixed on him as if he was her prey.

But suddenly, a sharp headache caused her a blackout.

Again!

As usual, she closed her eyes and bent to relieve her pain.

Just then, she smelt a fresh fragrance which relaxed her tense body a bit.

Following that smell, she dragged a person over and buried her head against him or her.

She had smelt countless smells, but never this kind. It was mixed with the scents of tea, mint, and a few herbs.

Gradually, the pain disappeared, and she could see a bit of bright light.

She sniffed deeply, trying to remember the smell.

At this moment, her head was held by a hand.

She looked up at Vance's cold eyes as he gazed at her in a domineering manner.

Since he was bending slightly, his handsome face was merely several centimeters away from hers.

For a moment, Tessa could only see this face.

After a while, she finally saw the environment behind him, though it was black and white.

"I'm sorry." She loosened her grip and took a step back.

Vance frowned lightly, a touch of surprise flashing across his eyes.

This voice...