CLAIRE'S POV
I stood by Frank's office window, holding a coffee cup as he strolled over, hands in pockets.
"Still got that magic touch, huh? " he grinned. “Amanda, the artist who made a name for herself three years ago with one legendary painting. Now your first comeback piece fetches a fortune. No wonder Master Edwards waited so long."
Yeah, that was me.
Before the accident that got me blind, I had secretly created a masterpiece and posted it online. Due to the Shaws' Family disagreements and bitterness, I had to use another name for accreditation.
That was where the name, ‘Amanda’ originated from.
Thinking back at everything that had happened, I think I prefer being the anonymous Amanda.
Taking a sip from my coffee, I smirked, “Cut the sweet talk, Frank. Let's get down to business
