Helping out

Chapter 83

Janet

How has this happened? I thought. I was told the painting had already been bought, so how had in ended up here? The person must have bought it for me, who? Jason? No, he had barely even looked at it.

I mentally facepalmed. Kevin! The bastard was trying to force me to accept his gifts. Well it won’t work.

“It looks expensive. How much did you pay for it?” Lois asked.

“Nothing, I mean very little.” I stammered. “ It’s not as pretty as I had hoped, perhaps I should exchange it with another one.”

“No way, it’s perfect. You have an eye for good paintings.” Dad said.

“Are you sure? I really think I should send it back. I can always get a refund and buy something better.” I insisted.

“This is perfect.” Lois said.

“Who delivered it?” I asked.

“Some guys from the exhibit.” She told me.

I stared at the picture, hating Kevin for getting the better of me.

“Come join us for a drink.” Dad’s offered.

“I’m very tired. I need to sleep. Good night everyone.”