(Davao Series #1) Hold My Hand And Take Me To Parola Lavigan (ON-GOING)

Chapter 9

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Btw, ang pagpronounce po sa Coxann Alrien ay CosAn Alren. And ang Ferialleen Cassandra naman ay Feryalin Cassandra.

Chapter 9

               "What are you doing here?" I asked and took my coat off. I hung it in the drawer before looking at him. I need to look and speak formally. Na para bang hindi ko siya ex boyfriend sa isang taon.

"Nagbabasketball," sarkastikong sabi niya. I rolled my eyes. "Malamang bibili ako ng paintings. Art Gallery 'to diba?"

He was so different. He was a little bit sarcastic in the past but he is more sarcastic now. It's so hard to talk to him now. He doesn't play anymore. He doesn't look funny. He looks intimidating and serious.

"Oo," I sat down. "So which painting are you gonna get?" I asked him.

"Sinabi na ng PA mo diba? I'll get all the paintings in the gallery."

"Lahat as in l...lahat ng paintings sa gallery ko? All?" gulat na tanong ko.

"Graduated Business Management at Ateneo, tapos hindi mo alam kung anong ibig sabihin ng lahat?" he sipped on his coffee.

You're wrong, Coal. It's actually 'Graduated Visual Arts at Davao Oriental State College of Science & Technology', not Ateneo. I wanted so bad to tell him that but I can't. Tumikhim nalang ako at umupo sa upuan.

"I know what that means. I'm just making sure."

"Okay so," he paused. "I'll be getting all the paintings in the Gallery. Any price, I'll buy it. I just want it delivered," he said. I raised my brow.

"We always deliver paintings, Coxann."

"Uh huh.." He paused. "I want it to be delivered in Manila. Then from Manila to London."

My jaw dropped. "London?!"

"Yep. London,"

"The price will be so expensive kapag sa ibang bansa mo ipapadala, Coal."

"I know that," he licked his bottom lip. "I want it delivered in London. Any price,"

"Any price huh," I paused. "Okay. It'll help me promote my paintings in London anyway so it's a deal. And for more details about the purchase, prices, deliveries, and payments, Juda can help you." I said and started writing in my notebook, refusing to look at him.

"I don't want Juda," he said. I looked at him, baffled.

"What do you mean? Juda manages all the business stuff here."

"I want you to be the one who will manage everything about my purchase."