(Vivian’s POV)I leaned back in my office chair, massaging the bridge of my nose as my client spoke about the color tones they wanted for the art exhibition. Warm neutrals. Subtle gold accents. "Nothing too flashy, Vivian, you understand, right?"“Of course,” I smiled, jotting it down in my planner. “We’ll keep the space minimal so that the paintings shine on their own. I’ll also have the lighting crew adjust the spotlights so that they follow the gallery’s path naturally.”He nodded in satisfaction, and I stood up, straightening my blazer. “Would you like to see the building today? We’ve already started preparing the layout.”“Perfect timing,” he said as he rose to follow me. “Let’s take a look.”I grabbed my tablet and walked toward the door, giving my client a quick overview of the schedule as we stepped into the hallway. Just then, my secretary, Martha, walked toward me with hurried steps and an amused expression.“Miss Vivian,” she said, trying to hide a knowing smile, “someone i
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