Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

“No. I knew what I was getting myself into. I’m not a virgin like last time.”

Hearing this, Clint suddenly got angry. “Last time? You just pretended to be a virgin.”

Selene did not care for his anger, and she shrugged her shoulders. “That doesn’t matter. You didn’t lose anything. I will leave you alone. Besides, we just divorced, and I didn’t take any of your money.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Clint snorted and frowned. “You took advantage of me to take revenge on your ex-boyfriend. And you should feel guilty. I am now divorced because of your rushing and not thinking things through. Being a divorced man is not a great look at all for someone like me.”

Selene turned to him and gave him an incredulous look. In her eyes, Clint was making a mountain out of a molehill. “Do you even care about being divorced? It’s common for rich men to be divorced nowadays. Besides, your family and friends know nothing about our marriage or divorce.”

Selene was getting angry. ”Why do you care about it so much? You’re a billionaire. You could pay somebody to help you hide your relationship status. I don’t understand why you’re so worked up about this.”

“You’re still hung up about me not telling my friends and family about our marriage?” Clint asked.

Selene threw out her hands in exasperation. “No, I’m not. You don’t want to tell them, and that’s your choice. I don’t have a say in the matter. Also, I admit I took advantage of you to get back at my ex-boyfriend. It makes no difference when it comes to our marriage. That wasn’t the reason for our divorce.”

Selene took a deep breath. “Okay. That’s all I have to say about this. Let’s never talk about this ever again. We had a one-night stand last night, and that’s no big deal. It doesn’t matter.”

After a few moments of silence, Clint smiled. “Since you don’t care about the one-night stand, how about continuing this arrangement?”

Selene felt surprised and shook her head, smiling. “I don’t want this to become a regular thing. If you really want a friend with benefits, you can get one easily.”

Clint frowned, his mood visibly falling. “You can leave now.”

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In order to meet the deadline for customizing the fabrics of Mrs. Carter’s two sets of clothes, Selene had to work overtime. Finally, she finished in the morning, right before the opening of the exhibition. She rushed to the gallery to give in the clothes. Mrs. Carter was very satisfied when she saw the new clothes.

Selene was also very satisfied with her work.

Being a wealthy and powerful lady, Mrs. Carter seldom showed up in public and had not held a painting exhibition in many years. Nevertheless, anytime when she appeared in public, she attracted great attention, from head to toe. Even her hairpin was out of this world, not to mention the clothes she wore. The media would be all over it.

She wore Selene’s design during her exhibition and auction, which was definitely a more effective way of introducing Selene’s design brand than Emily’s recommendations in her magazine.

The exhibition started at noon. It was not a public art exhibition, so the audience here was the elite. In addition, there were several well-known journalists.

Selene watched as Mrs. Carter was interviewed and had photos taken of her. They praised her dress and asked who made it. Selene could not help but feel proud and happy. It made all the tiredness of having worked in the previous days go away.

Selene was good at designing, so she had some painting skills as well. She was not very interested in this kind of art exhibition, but she could still appreciate the pieces of art.

So, naturally, she walked around and admired the paintings.

Mrs. Carter’s works were oil paintings, but most of them were of scenery.

Selene walked around and stopped in front of a small painting, which looked unremarkable among a series of colorful paintings. However, something about the painting got Selene’s attention at first sight; It was a painting of the scenery around her hometown.

She was familiar with the arched bridge on the small river, where she had always played during her childhood.

“Do you like it?” Mrs. Carter asked silently as she came over.

Selene smiled. “This is where I grew up. Have you been there?”

“Oh? Are you from Cloudy Town?”

Selene nodded. “This small arch bridge was washed away by a flood ten years ago, and it has been renovated. It looks different now. The scenery in the painting is a memory of my childhood, so I can feel a long-lost connection when I see it.”

“It was painted many years ago. At the time, a friend of mine always told me about her hometown: small bridges over the flowing stream and beautiful fields of green littered with simple cottages. The picture she described did appeal to me, so I specifically went there to sketch it. That’s how this painting came to be.” Mrs. Carter said.

“Will this painting be auctioned later?”

“Do you want to buy it?”

“I like this painting very much, and it would be a great opportunity for me to contribute to charity.”

Mrs. Carter nodded. “This painting will be auctioned off, and the price won’t be high. There probably won’t be many people interested in buying it, so you should pay attention.”

“Thank you! Mrs. Carter. I will.”

A voice interrupted their conversation. “Aunt Belinda!”

Mrs. Carter turned her head to the source of the voice. “Jenny. Clint. You’re here!”

Selene turned and saw Jennifer’s smiling face. Selene and Jennifer glared at each other coldly, but Jennifer quickly turned away. She took Mrs. Carter’s arm, smiling. “I’m coming to attend your painting exhibition with Clint. He said that he would buy a few more of your masterpieces.” She said,

“That’s very kind of you!”

“Aunt Belinda’s masterpieces are quite rare, and they are very difficult to get ahold of. I will definitely buy some. They’re all valuable like treasure.” Clint said.