Vincent's POV 3

Vincent’s POV 2

“Carter, I never thought about it this way, but, you really are a control freak,” Vincent said, “No one would think that seeing your apartment,”

“I’m not a control freak,” Came Carter’s voice through the car’s speakers, “I just want to make sure that there’s nothing wrong. It’s her first time organizing an event, and she didn’t even spend a week in the new post,”

“She probably has more experience than you do in that area,” Vincent said, “Didn’t she say that her family runs an event planning business?”

“But, still! This is an art exhibition. And the artist’s first at that. Just her agreeing to let us host it as a marketing plan is more than we could ever ask. If we ruin it, it’s going to be a huge problem,”

“That’s why we let her best friend do the job. She’s the closest person to the artist and she could freely arrange things the right way,” Vincent added, “Besides, she should be running everything by you before making any decisions so where’s the problem?”

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