Meeting The One For Me

Chapter 214

“Don’t say that, Yolanda! You might not know this, but Audrey... She’s a capable woman. A very capable woman,” Amelia blurted from the bottom of her heart.

As someone who once followed Audrey’s footsteps, Amelia was aware of Audrey’s capability.

“How could you be so naive? You're basically exaggerating her achievements while disparaging yourself. You’re a capable woman yourself too! You're a global star!” Yolanda flicked Amelia's forehead. “Forget it. Let’s go.”

Jerry was enjoying coffee in his rocking chair. He noticed Audrey as soon as she walked into the pottery studio. “Audrey!” He approached her with a smile, still wearing an apron. “Jerry, how have you been?” She held his arms, grinning.

“Am never as good as | can be right now! It’s all thanks to you. You talked me into taking a medical checkup. If it wasn’t for you, | wouldn't have been able to be where | am right now.” He pulled her to a seat. “Come, sit.”

Audrey sat down on a stool and gladly took the nuts from him. “You told me that you’re going to release a new collection, so I’m checking to see if it’s out yet.

“Someone elderly in my family is going to have his birthday soon. He loves your work, so I’d hope to get something made by his favorite potter.”

Jerry's disciple, Nick Moore, served a cup of coffee on the wooden table. “You came just at the right time, Ms. Audrey! He made it this morning. He called it ‘The New Disciple

Jerry stood up and beckoned her over. “Forget about the coffee. Come. Let me show you. | kept it and didn’t put it on display.”

As soon as the duo breezed away, one of the employees asked Nick, “Mr. Moore, Amelia- the big star—is at the exhibition hall. She wants to purchase Mr. March’s work. Could you be at her service?”

He removed his apron. “Okay. I’m on my way.”

Amelia and Yolanda appreciated the works placed in the exhibition hall. Yolanda scanned the area with furrowed brows. “Didn’t we see Audrey? | don’t see her anywhere.”

Nick slid through the door and plastered a polite smile on his face. “Hi. May | know what kind of work you’re looking for? Is it for a gift or for a personal collection? | can give recommendations.”

Yolanda glimpsed over Nick’s shoulder before smiling back. “Is there another customer today?” “You are the only ones in the exhibition hall for now,” he answered. Amelia gave Yolanda a look and hinted at her to stop.

Amelia took over the conversation. “My foreign friend is interested in our local culture. Mr. March’s work is known for high demand in the market. | came here to buy his work, but | don’t see any here.”

“Sorry, but Mr. March hasn't been feeling well these years. It also has been a while since he retired.” He began to introduce other works on display, “These are made by my seniors. It'll be a nice gift for foreigners.”

“We want something from the famous Mr. March. Take a closer look at the person in front of you. This is Amelia Doyle—a global star who doesn’t lack money,” Yolanda said.

“This is not about money. Mr. March rarely makes anything nowadays because of health issues.” He was patient.

“Rarely? Means he did make something.” Her tone was pushy although she was smiling.

“Yolanda.” Amelia nudged at Yolanda before apologizing, “Sorry, it's kinda urgent so my friend’s getting impatient. The thing is, I’d like to give it to Mr. Russo. It’s an opportunity to carry our culture beyond the borders, so we’d like to purchase Mr. March's work.

“Could you speak to him about it? See if there’s anything that we can give to Mr. Russo as a present? Please.” Amelia appeared to be the good guy compared to Yolanda’s attitude.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Besides that, Amelia was the spokesperson of EF Group. The fact that it would be a gift for Mr. Russo wavered Nick.