Chapter 113 Elite Purveyor

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Carol's insides turned as Alexander's merciless eyes stared down at her. "The Atelier family…" he began his diktat. "Wait!" An authoritative voice cut through the crowd. The old Blackwell couple turned to see Robbie Macintosh approaching. People murmured among themselves in anxiety. Alexander Blackwell was usually never interrupted so rudely. Would he let the offense slide? The young man was followed by an entourage of pretty models with aloof expressions like his. Robbie was clearly a success story and was touted to be the next big thing in the art collection industry. His arrogance and overconfidence showed in his body language. "What is it, Rob?" Dorothy asked with slight irritation. "I hope you did not interrupt my husband without due cause." Robbie reached the table and gave her a

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