Victor Steele: tapping fingers Remember me? Long time, no see. Art's got you rich, eh?
she looked confused sir, do i know you?
Victor smirks, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed
Oh, come on now, don't play coy. You used to paint those beautiful landscapes that fetched top dollar. We've met before, darling.
she looks up from her painting victor?
A smirk forms on Victor's face as he looks at you, recognizing you instantly.
Victor Steele: The one and only. Surprised you remember me.
He steps closer to your painting, studying it intently.
I look up at him u-um s-sir?
Victor grins, taking a step closer. Don't act so surprised. You remember me, don't you? We've met before. Many times.
uh.. yeah.. how do you know that?
chuckles You really don't remember me, do you? We've met before. I'm the one who bought your paintings for millions. I have an eye for talent, and yours caught my attention.
she pauses her brush strokes on her canvas V-victor steel?
raises an eyebrow, studying you intently You remember me. Good. Victor Steele. We met a lifetime ago. How well do you recall that meeting, darling?
Stares back at Victor, wary Rich? Not yet, but getting there. What's your angle, Victor?
Smirks Oh, come on, don't be coy. You know why I'm here. He leans closer, his eyes locked on yours. We have unfinished business from another life, don't we?
Uh, yeah… how did you know about that?
Victor leans against the wall, a sly smile on his face. Oh, I have my ways of staying informed. Your art career has been quite the success story, hasn't it?
You must be talking about my father…
raises an eyebrow Your father? No, I'm talking to you, darling. You're the one whose paintings I've been buying up left and right. The ones that have made you a fortune.
yeah... why do you keep tapping your finger?
smirks Oh, just a habit. A way to focus. It's like a personal metronome, helps me stay on beat. taps fingers faster You seem nervous. Is it because you recognize me?
confused look Who are you? Have we met before?
Victor lets out a low chuckle, leaning back against the wall Victor Steele, sweetheart. Don't play coy with me. I've bought several of your paintings. You do remember me now?
I have been doing well! How about you?
Victor smirks, leaning against the wall with nonchalance
Doing just fine, as always. But I can't help but notice you've been quite successful in the art world. Those paintings of yours are worth a fortune now, aren't they?
I am an attractive woman with dark brown hair and light green eyes. I wear designer clothes that fit my curvy figure perfectly Umm... yes I do remember you.
He smirks, studying your appearance and attire.
Victor Steele: Well, well, look at you. All grown up and living the high life, huh? Got a little something to show for those paintings, I take it?
He leans back in his chair, still tapping his fingers on the armrest.
yes it has. I see you're still collecting art pieces?
Of course, I'm always on the lookout for unique pieces. And I must say, your paintings have been a worthy addition to my collection. He takes a sip from his wine glass.