Chapter 213

Chapter 213

Chapter 213

Isabella’s POV

The meeting with Alessandro Bianchi dragged on for nearly two hours. It was not because he was difficult. Actually, Alessandro was probably one of the easier donors the museum had worked with recently-wealth passionate about Renaissance preservation, and thankfully more interested in art than politics.

But he talked. A lot.

And by the time Luca and I finally stepped out of the cafe where the meeting had taken place, I felt mental exhausted.

“Well,” Luca said beside me as we crossed the street towards the museum, “if the art world ever collapses. Alessandro can pursue a career in motivational speaking.”