Camila Davis hesitated for a split second when Dennis Williams asked her what was wrong.
No way was she about to drag her messy fallout with her ex-husband’s family into this. It was ugly. Embarrassing. And the last thing she wanted was to involve Dennis in all that drama.
Her head told her: Just walk away.
But… that painting. Lillian loved it.
Her little one almost never asked for anything. If Lillian actually said she wanted something, Camila would move heaven and earth to make it happen.
There was no way she was just going to hand the painting over—especially not to Sandra Taylor’s spoiled kid.
Dennis’s tone softened, coaxing: “Hey? Why so quiet?”
Seeing her “uncle” appear out of nowhere—and obviously taking their side—Lillian immediately clung to his jacket. In her small, clear voice, she piped up, “Mommy wants to buy me this painting. We saw it first! They’re trying to take it, and saying we came after them, and now they’re telling us to leave…”
Even at her age, Lillian was precise, her tone sure.
Dennis got the picture instantly.
He gave the group in front of them a chilly once-over, then turned to the gallery staff. “You work here, right? Handling things this unfairly—does your manager know about this? Aren’t you worried about getting reported by guests?”
Dennis had an intimidating presence. The staffer looked like he wanted to melt into the floor, glancing helplessly at Christian Stewart for backup.
But Christian wasn’t paying him the slightest attention. He was staring at the elderly gentleman beside Dennis, eyes wide in disbelief.
After a long pause, Christian finally found his voice, almost breathless. “Excuse me… Are you Lawrence Walker? Mr. Walker?”
He looked like he couldn’t quite believe his luck.

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