SOFIA

I was still in puzzlement as to what he was doing here. I watched his every move like a hawk.

"What's it called?" Richard asked, walking away from the painting.

"You… you mean the name?" Alicia stuttered. Revealing the obvious truth, she didn't recall the name of the painting.

"What else would I be asking of?" The billionaire chided, "every piece has a name, doesn't it or is theirs a radical?" he pointed to the twins.

I watched Alicia swallow, and the twins edge closer to their mother.

"It's called Garden, Sir" I said before any of them could disgrace themselves.

"Oh yes, that's true" Alicia added, chuckling nervously, "Sofia dear, my late husband's illegitimate child, helped name it. Her own way of contributing"

The illegitimate part was not necessary, but trust Alicia to always clarify things, even when you are saving her ungrateful ass.