Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 1311

Encounter Of Love Rival

Within the exhibition hall, Janet guided Brandon, her elegant hand pointing out the symphony of colors and lines that made up Nelson's masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of each piece. Brandon, an art neophyte, found himself ensnared by the alluring labyrinth of creativity unfolding before him.

As Janet's enthusiasm soared, an unwelcome voice pierced her joyful bubble.

"Miss White, what a delightful surprise!" Clyde, decked out in a meticulously chosen ensemble, flashed a smile at Janet. Catching sight of Brandon, his eyes briefly flickered with thinly veiled disdain.

His heart had not prepared for the revelation that Janet's companion would be Brandon, and he wondered if the latter had the capacity to comprehend the art pieces.

With a smirk, he blurted, "Ah, Mr. Larson graces us with his presence. Does he find Mr. Nixon's art to his taste?"

Janet's eyebrows knitted into a delicate frown, and she quickly stepped into the breach for her husband. "Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or not, surely, Mr. Lambert, is none of your concern."

Clyde offered a placating smile, swiftly apologizing when he saw Janet's rising ire, "Don't take offense, Janet. I merely thought Mr. Nixon's raw, primal style might not sit well with a hard-nosed businessman. No harm intended."

Janet, rendered speechless by Clyde's audacity, barely resisted rolling her eyes. She clutched

Brandon's hand, ready to extricate themselves from the conversation.

As they began to retreat, Clyde leaped into their path, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Just a small piece of information, Miss White. I've had the pleasure of Mr. Nixon's company thrice and maintain a cordial relationship with him. Later, I could introduce you. If he's in good spirits, he might even provide some insight into your design conundrums."

Brandon's eyebrows, sharp as an artist's chisel, arched upward, and a glimmer of contempt shone in his penetrating gaze.

He deemed Clyde unworthy of his time. Cutting off the latter's prattle mid-sentence, he guided Janet toward Nelson, who was hovering nearby.

Clyde, stung by the blatant snub, yearned to renew his mockery but was silenced as he watched Brandon warmly greet Nelson while still holding Janet's hand.