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70|Modest People Deserve Nice Things
"So, who's it for?" Matthew asked as Liam returned the vase inside the box and reached for the painting.
It was an impressionist print and nothing to write home about, at least not for the price he'd paid. The only reason he'd shelled out a small fortune for it was the artist had recently died in a car crash following a drug-fuelled joy ride on the N1 highway. For some warped reason, the art world thought his works were worth far more now that he's dead than when he was still alive.
"Yeah, you're bringing out the big guns. I'm guessing it's for a woman!" Julian got straight to the point.
"Please tell me it's not for Laura!" Matthew said and chugged his beer. "You just escaped with your life. I beg you, don't go back there."
"It's for Eden!"
"The same Eden you hate?" Julian's eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Shut up! I didn't say I hate her," Liam scoffed. "It's my apology."
"For what?"
"The cookie incident," Liam replied
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