Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando)

Chapter 225 I've Been Waiting for You All Day

Chapter 225 I've Been Waiting for You All Day

"You're here now, which means you didn't make an appointment for the wooden flooring. Although I

really like you and would have made an exception for you on account of Master Hudson's reputation,

you must understand that items from my factory need to be pre-ordered three years in advance. It's

difficult for me to accommodate last-minute requests."

Brian was sincere, and Penny smiled.

"Mr. Franco, I've heard that in previous years, there have been cases where customers estimated the

wrong delivery dates or encountered issues with their orders, resulting in returns. I'm not asking you to

give me someone else's order, but if there is any return, could you consider giving me an opportunity?

I'll offer a good price."

This time, Brian didn't hesitate.

"What's your name?"

"Mr. Franco, you can call me Perry. That's what Hudson used to call me, too."

Brian chuckled, "Since you're his disciple and owe me a favor, stay here and complete a painting for

me. If any orders are returned in the future, I'll contact you first."

"Thank you in advance, Mr. Franco."

The painting Brian asked her to work on was simple. Someone had already started it, but it was

stopped halfway for some reason. Penny wanted to continue painting but needed to know the original

painter's intention.

However, her mind sparked with ideas. She added interactive elements to the originally rigid content,

making the painting come alive.

After finishing, three hours had passed, and a servant brought her some tea.

Brian's choice of tea was exquisite. It was a top-quality black tea.

Just as Penny was about to reach for the teacup, she heard a lively voice from outside.

"Dad, isn't Orlando supposed to come over today? I've been waiting all morning. Why hasn't he arrived

yet?"

Penny's hand froze, and she followed the voice to see a well-dressed young girl, around twenty years

old, walking towards them.

The girl noticed Penny and then saw the painting, anger flashing across her face.

"You! How dare you casually touch someone else's belongings! You are so disrespectful!"

She walked over with big strides, wanting to grab the paper.

Brian scolded her, "How dare you! You have no manners! I asked Perry to paint this. It's been sitting

here for a month and was originally meant to test your ability, but you've been fooling around in

Chatville all day without even picking up a brush!"

"I have been painting, but you weren't satisfied with my work!" retorted the girl. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Penny suddenly realized that the original content of the painting was a test of the painter's imagination.

She had graduated from the Chatville University School of Arts and had encountered similar test

questions before.

The girl sneered at Penny, "You're just putting on airs. I got into the Chatville University School of Arts,

and my work was exhibited there!"

Was she also a student of the Chatville University School of Arts?

Penny looked up at the girl and felt she was probably not from Zoey's class. She was perhaps Zoey's

senior schoolmate.

Brian was helpless and rubbed his forehead with his hand.

"Come and see how she painted it. I just showed it to your teacher who gave it a perfect score."

"That's impossible. Our teacher always deducts points and never gives a perfect score. Is she the

teacher's relative ?" Grace couldn't help but comment, but then she heard other voices outside, and her

eyes lit up.

"Dad, Orlando is here!"

Brian sighed and then heard Grace coquettishly speaking outside.

"Orlando, you haven't come to see my Dad in a long time!"

Behind Orlando was Zane, holding several gifts and handing them to a servant nearby.

Upon entering, Orlando didn't expect Penny to be there still. The business discussion should have

taken less time; either Brian refused straight away, or Penny told him that Orlando's house needed the

flooring, and Brian immediately agreed.

Regardless of the circumstances, the conversation between the two should have ended quickly.

Grace had already hooked her arm around Orlando's and looked up at him with a smile.

"I've been waiting for you all day."