Paddy’s eyes were deep, hiding emotions she couldn’t see through.
Blanca Roach was busy averting her eyes.
“As you like.” She picked up the menu, “That, brother Paddy, would you like something to drink?”
Paddy could see that she was avoiding the subject and didn’t pursue it any further.
He did change the car on purpose, a supercar limited to 50 units worldwide, there were only two in S-town, one he bought and the other in Matthew Grant’s hands.
He thought that she would like it.
“A latte would be nice.”
“Then I’ll have the lemonade.”
After ordering, Blanca Roach handed the waitress the menu and she cut to the chase.
“Brother Paddy, I have received the admission ticket for the jewelry exhibition in three months, do you have anything else to explain to me at …?”
Paddy’s brother said on the phone that he was here to talk about that exhibition, but she already had the admission ticket, and the next most important thing was where the exhibition would be located, in addition to the design of the work.
In her heart, she vaguely guessed what Paddy was going to say, but she was not sure yet.
When Paddy saw the light in her eyes, he knew that in all probability Blanca Roach had understood the purpose of her visit.
“Blanca, I can’t hide anything from you. Yes, I came to say that I have two places for the ten center seats in this exhibition.”
Blanca Roach really guessed correctly, what Paddy’s brother was going to say was the issue of location.
Generally speaking, the organizer will put the works designed by famous designers in the center, so as to attract traffic.
Even if Blanca Roach’s work is good, if nothing else, the booth will only be placed in a relatively remote position, after all, she is only a newcomer in the jewelry industry, and can not be compared with those who have already become famous.
As a result, the publicity effect of her work will be greatly reduced.
If she could get a center spot from Paddy’s brother, the situation would be different.
If she could exhibit her work in the center, she could become famous overnight.
Blanca Roach’s heart shook, this spot, if possible, she wanted to take it.
“Brother Paddy, can you give me one of the spots you have in your hand, I’m willing to give you 15 percent of the studio’s shares … no! Twenty percent!”
She believes in her own ability and believes that her studio will have unlimited possibilities in the future.
She just needed a chance, a chance to let the world see her.
Blanca Roach doesn’t know how moving she looks now, her ambition written on her face, wanting something and just saying it without hiding it, confident in a way that almost makes Paddy can’t take his eyes off her.
If he had been one step ahead of Matthew Grant, would Blanca be with him now?
Paddy shook his head.
“No. …”
Blanca Roach hung her head in dismay, she knew it would never work out that way.
Paddy continued.
“I don’t want your shares, I can give you this spot.”
Blanca Roach looked up sharply, excited.
“Brother Paddy, really?” If Brother Paddy really gave her this spot, she would give her shares to Brother Paddy whether he agreed with her or not.
“Really, but I have one condition.”
“Miss Blanca Roach, would you be so kind as to have dinner with me in the evening?”