Chapter 441 The Little Seascape

• Olivia
• As I pulled back into the villa’s driveway a little while later, I felt a sense of defeat wash over me. Dianna Miller, the famous artist who I had thought might just be the key to making this ill-fated auction a success, had refused to see me.
• “I guess I should have known it would wind up like this,” I muttered as I pulled the key out of the ignition and headed inside, where Clint was waiting for me with the twins in the living room.