Chapter 93

Conner paused for a moment and asked, "Mr. Cole, have we met somewhere before?" Sebastian gave a faint smile. "Maybe. I'm not sure. Why do you ask?" Realizing he had focused on the wrong thing, Conner quickly steered the conversation back to the project. "Novara is clearly more suitable for this project than Aurora, everyone knows that. Why would the decision suddenly change?" Sebastian looked at the oil painting before him, and he couldn't help but admit to himself that Noelle's artistic talent truly lived up to her top-ranking admission to the Norland Academy of Fine Arts. Clusters of white gardenias bloomed brilliantly against the pitch-black night. For the first time, he found himself using the word "brilliant" to describe white gardenias. He raised an eyebrow and muttered under his breath, "Why would she fall for a guy like that?" On the other end of the line, Conner was taken aback. "Mr. Cole, what did you just say? Sorry, I didn't catch that." Sebastian shifted his gaze a