Shooting Yourself in the Foot

Brianna calculated her next move with a smug smile, pulling out Eric's number from her contacts.

Eric had given Ella a painting worth thirty million dollars upon their first meeting. Though he had just returned to the country and had kept a low profile, Brianna had seen a rumor today linking him to a female model.

Brianna believed that despite Eric's impulsive gift, he must have some feelings for Ella.

"Mr. Nelson, hello, this is Mrs. Davis. I apologize for the intrusion, but there's something I felt you should know..." Brianna began, her voice tinged with faint anxiety.

There was a pause on the other end, "Ah, Mrs. Davis, what can I do for you?"

The lazy, sensual tone of Eric's voice made Brianna's heart flutter slightly.

"Well, I happened to hear that Ella sold the painting you gave her to Old Mr. Carter for only two million dollars…"