In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 167

Chapter 167 We Can Never Be Friends

However, it was clear that Celia didn’t particularly appreciate Grace’s gesture.

“Celia, I’m going to give you one more chance. Withdraw this artwork from the exhibition by yourself, or else you’ll regret it,” Grace warned.

Celia remained unfazed and ignored Grace’s warning.

“Do as you please,” she confidently replied, before walking away with her head held high. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As she pushed open the glass door, she bumped into Frederick. “Frederick, what are you doing here?”

Instead of answering her question, Frederick asked casually, “When did you and Grace become such good friends?”

Celia sneered, “What nonsense are you talking about? Who would possibly be friends with her? She’s the heiress of the Lewis family now. I can’t possibly reach her level.”

Her words were dripping with sarcasm and underlying tension.

“Ahhh,” Frederick said in understanding and chose not to delve further into the matter.

Celia didn’t pay any more attention to him and haughtily walked away with her nose in the air once again.

After she left, Frederick lowered his gaze and looked at his phone screen, which showed that the recording was still running. Right now, it had been reco

counting.

He narrowed his eyes as he pressed the stop button and saved the recording for later.

“Ms. Lewis, it’s been a while.” Frederick took the initiative to greet Grace. He seemed more polite today and less condescending than before.

Grace raised an eyebrow and asked, “What’s your relationship with Professor Morris?”

Frederick smirked. His tone was, laced with a hint of humor as he replied, “We share the same last name, so there’s definitely a connection.

“Are you also interested in becoming my father’s graduate student? But with your qualifications, it might not be the best fit.”

Grace quickly realized that Alan and Frederick were father and son. It seemed that Benjamin’s friends were quite remarkable.

“I see,” Grace responded before attempting to walk away.

“By the way, Grace!” Frederick called out to her again. He was reluctant to acknowledge his past before, but facts spoke louder than words.

“What is it?” Grace asked.

Frederick then scratched his nose awkwardly and said, “I’d like to apologize for my past unfriendly attitude and how I looked down on you. It was my mis

Did he, a good friend of Benjamin’s, just apologize?

“No need for that. We just had different perspectives.” Grace was indirectly expressing her unwillingness to accept his apology.

“No, Grace. Setting aside our connection with Benjamin, can we simply be friends?”

Grace was taken aback. But she also sensed an underlying motive here.

“I assume you’re not apologizing to me as a person but rather because of my status, am I right?” Grace asked.

Just like that, she had exposed his true intentions.

Frederick wanted to explain, but Grace cut him off. “There’s no need for explanations. I can

understand.

“But there’s one thing I must clarify–Benjamin and I will never have any mutual friends.”

In other words, she and Frederick would never be friends.

Just then, Frederick felt his phone in his pocket. He had initially planned to reveal the recording, but he decided against it.

“Well… I understand. If we can’t be friends, let’s settle for acquaintances.”

Grace didn’t say anything further and walked away.

After she left, Frederick took his phone out and called Benjamin.

When Grace returned to the main exhibition hall, Xander said, “Gracie, let me take care of this

matter.”

He had already contacted the main creative team to have Celia’s work removed from the

exhibition.

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