Flirting With My Ex-husband
Chapter 9

On the day of Julie's art exhibition, Scarlett especially spent over an hour putting on delicate makeup. Her long and fluffy hair was made into a fishtail braid hanging down behind her, where only some loose hair was let down on the sides of her forehead. She matched an apricot silk loose shirt with a green midi pencil skirt. It gave her the elegance of a French lady, but it also made her look lazy yet sexy at the same time.

Mark could not help but whistle lightly when he saw Scarlett. "Elder Sister Searly, when do you plan to look for a boyfriend? Can you give me a number first? Let me get in line first."

Scarlet found it rather funny. "Stop joking."

"I'm very serious."

Mark took off his shades and looked down at her. He was indeed very serious.

Scarlett was stunned for a while. She did not have the thought of starting a new relationship at the moment, much less the idea of stirring up any trouble with a young hunk from her company? Instead of responding to him, she directly got into the Maserati.

Mark did not mind as well. The embarrassment from before went away quickly. "Elder Sister Scarly, don't worry, Elder Sister Alexis has told me everything. Today, I'll surely help you get even with them!" Scarlett sighed a breath of relief. She looked at him and chuckled. "I'll count on you then."

"No problem!"

With that, the blue Maserati zoomed away and pulled up coolly below Julie's gallery, attracting many people's attention.

Scarlett unfastened her seatbelt. She got out of the car in her high heels and walked to Mark's side, then she held his arm and entered the venue.

The security guard at the entrance stopped them." Mister, Miss, please show your invitations."

Scarlett took out the invitations from her bag and handed them over to the guard. The security guard confirmed that they were correct before letting them go.

Apart from Julie's paintings, the paintings of many famous artists were also borrowed for the exhibition today. Therefore, not everyone could come to the exhibition.

The Woofs family was not as good as the Shaw family, but they were also a well-known wealthy family in Juanton.

Julie's gallery had a space of close to 500 square meters, thus a year's rent would be nearly three million dollars. Not to mention the interior decoration, Scarlett happened to recognize the lamp on the suspended ceiling at the entrance to be designed by an Italian artist and cost more than a million dollars.

Many showcases in the venue had been shifted, leaving a large space for the guests to look around. Scarlett had to admit that Julie's paintings were quite interesting although she did not understand them.

Since this was the exhibition of the Woods family's eldest daughter, a lot of media naturally came to root for her.

After going up to the second floor, Scarlett saw Julie from afar. Julie wore a French-style flower dress today, and her long hair was draped behind her. She looked gentle and lovely.

Raymond had not yet arrived. Julie had looked downstairs several times.

Scarlett went deeper into the second floor with Mark and realized that there was an open-air balcony there.

There were three sun umbrellas on the balcony, each one had chairs and stools under them. A painted wall could be seen on the side, and a free supply of drinks and desserts could be found in an extra corner inside the wall.

Now that everyone was outside, this spot was rather quiet.

Scarlett looked at Mark and asked, "Let's sit for a while?"

"Okay!"

Art was too much of a high-end and classy thing. Scarlett could not appreciate it.

The people inside were all talking about Van Gogh and Da Vinci, whereas Scarlett and Mark were chatting about recent gossip in the entertainment industry.

Scarlett was not as interested in such gossip as Alexis, but it would not hurt listening to them occasionally.

There was juice and cake on the table, and she could also feast her eyes on the handsome man in front of her. She felt that she could sit here all afternoon. Nonetheless, it was just a thought. She had come today to stress and annoy Tiffany and the others.

Scarlett put her juice down and looked at Mark. "The main character should be here soon. Let's go in too."

She smiled and took her bag as she stood up.

Before they went in, Tiffany's surprised voice was heard. "Why are you here?!”

Tiffany had an unexplainable feeling of superiority when she saw Scarlett but when she saw Scarlett's excessively attractive face, she was easily displeased.

Hence, Tiffany could not help but mock Scarlett every time she saw her. There was no exception today. "Do you know where you are? Is this a place you can come, Scarlett? You didn't come here on purpose to wait for my older brother and beg him to remarry you because you knew he was coming today, did you?"

The more Tiffany spoke, the more she felt that she was reasonable. "I'm telling you, Scarlett, don't even think about it! You'll have to beg me first if you want my older brother to remarry you, I might just help put in a few good words for you. Though my older brother won't agree to it in the end, at least he can hear you say a few words!

"What do you think? My suggestion is pretty good, right? There aren't many people here so-"

Tiffany only saw Scarlett just now and only thought about questioning her. Thus, from when she started talking until now, she finally realized that a man was standing next to Scarlett.

Moreover, this man looked rather familiar. By the time Tiffany confirmed that the man was Mark, the expression on her face was wonderful indeed.

"W-why are you with Mark?"

Scarlett did not answer her and turned to look at Mark.

Mark removed his shades. "I accompanied Scarly here."

"Ah-h-how could you! What!"

Tiffany looked at Mark and almost cried.

On the other hand, Scarlett did not say anything and only looked at Tiffany as though she was looking at a clown.

She was done watching after some time, so she said," Let's go."

Tiffany was simply going crazy. She initially thought that those photos from a few days ago were displaced by the paparazzi. She kept reassuring herself that Mark and Scarlett had no relationship at all and would not be related in the slightest.

Despite that, today, she witnessed her idol standing together with Scarlett.

'How is she worthy! How is Scarlett worthy!'

"You're not allowed to leave!"

Even so, nobody cared about her. Scarlett had returned to the gallery while Mark followed behind her, his lips were slightly curled below his shades.

They were looking down and talking about something, and they looked happy.

Tiffany was so furious that her eyes were red. When she came back to her senses, she quickly went after them.

After walking for just a while, Scarlett and Mark bumped into Julie and Raymond. Behind them was a bunch of media reporters carrying and holding cameras.

The atmosphere was stiff for a moment. It was Julie who broke the stalemate between the two sides. "Long time no see, Miss Reed."

Scarlett nodded. "I was bored so I came to take a look.

Your exhibition looks good."

Julie exclaimed softly and seemed to be a bit surprised. "I didn't think that you'd like my paintings too, Miss Reed. It's my honor."

She spoke like a b*tch indeed. Scarlett had only praised that her exhibition looked good, and she took the opportunity to state that Scarlett liked her paintings. Her light words did not sound modest at all and instead, many people thought that she was ridiculing Scarlett for pretending to understand art.

Scarlett raised her eyebrow. "I don't know much about appraising art, but Mark seemed to have learned this before he debuted."

Afterward, she paused and looked at Mark. "What do you think about Miss Woods' painting?"

"They're nothing much."

Scarlett gave him a look and said, "If you talk like this, Miss Woods is going to kick us out."

Julie did not look too good, but she could only force a smile when she heard Scarlett's words. "Mr. Jones' evaluation is indeed spot on. I'm inferior to him."

Mark was not humble at all. "Mm, that was why I asked my manager to reject your request to collaborate with me last time. I hope you don't mind, Miss Woods." "No, I don't mind."

Scarlett knew not to go too far when she saw Julie gritting her teeth. She turned to look at Mark. "Alright, I wouldn't have come if I knew you wouldn't like it. Let's go, let's not stall Miss Woods any longer." "I'll do as you say, Scarly."

The two of them turned and left. From the beginning to the end, Scarlet did not look at the man next to Julie at all.

Instead, Raymond's dark gaze was constantly fixed on Scarlett. He only found it piercing and unpleasant to the ear when he heard Mark call her "Scarly".

'What's their relationship? Why does he call her so intimately?'