Chapter 58

Stephen picked up his cutlery again. "Looks like you're not completely hopeless, after all. After this mess, your love-addled brain seems to have gotten a lot better." Natalie replied, "I got that sorted when I got divorced. Now, I'm all about work." He scoffed. "That little gallery of yours?" She protested, "Steph, are you looking down on my gallery?" He snorted. "It's like playing house. How much profit can it really make? Still, it's something you like, and it's definitely better than sitting around doing nothing. Starting a business for fun isn't bad." Natalie shot back, "As for you, you always aim high but never deliver. In all these years, what have you actually pulled off?" Shrugging, he said, "Can you blame me?" Natalie sighed. Maybe doing business really did take talent, and Stephen just didn't have it. Her phone suddenly rang, and she glanced at the screen to see that it was Johnson. She answered, "Hello, Johnson." Johnson asked, "Natalie, are you free right now?" S