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"It’s my first time seeing you dressed like this," I mumbled as my eyes continued staring at him.

"Does it look funny?" Hayden asked with a chuckle.

"Not at all. I think it suits you…in a strange way…" I replied honestly.

"In a strange way?" Hayden said as he arched a brow at me curiously.

"Umm…you look like a bad doctor," I replied before I started to giggle.

Although he’s no longer an official mafia, he still somehow acts like one and the vibe about him wasn’t normal for sure.

Maybe…it’s in the blood?

When he first told me that he would come out to work in these remote areas to take care of patients, I got the stereotypical image of him working in a worn-out clinic and living a harsh life while struggling to handle the patients. However, the truth was very different. Hayden wasn’t the standard poor doctor who was trying to do good for the society. He was a very rich one.

His hospitals and clinics were always clean and professional in every way. The place never lacked funding and although Hayden was tired from work regularly, his life wasn’t left in rags. On the contrarily, Hayden still wore his expensive-looking white suit like always without the fear of it getting dirty.

He would occasionally wear the white doctor gown on top when he was in the hospital to meet the patients. Overall, I thought he looked amazing as a doctor.

It wasn’t much later that I found out that Hayden’s project wasn’t just sucking up money from the boss’s company, but it was making loads of money on its own. That money came from treating members of many gangs and many cases where the patient couldn’t receive treatment from regular hospitals. I found out that the underground healthcare business was a big and booming business.

It was like shooting two birds with one stone. On one hand, Hayden would help the poor and on the other hand, he could milk the shady rich as well.

…

**Many months later**

"I never thought the event would be this grand…" my professor commented before flashing me a proud smile.

"Me neither. I didn’t think that something like this would garner so much public attention both in the art community and out of it," I agreed readily.

After working hard for many months after the opening of the art gallery, everything was in place, and I was ready to host my first ever art event at my own art gallery. A lot of hard work and literal tears went into making this event a reality. It was a real dream come true moment for me to see so many people turn up to this event.

It wasn’t just about the recognition that I had received, but it was also the joy attached to having so many people appreciate my work of art.

Thanks to Hayden’s support, I also received attention from people outside of the art community especially those from interior design. Blending in art works to compliment with their interior design styles became a trend and I managed to snag a few deals with interior design companies to feature my work. Most importantly, this event also showcased the works of many aspiring artists apart from my own.

"I’ve always wanted to support other aspiring artists. It was very hard for me when I first started out as an artist. Admittingly, it’s still quite a challenge now too. I think my personal experience makes me want to support the artists who are going through the same thing that I did," I told Hayden when the gallery was completed.

"I think it’s a good idea. There’s more than enough space here to host more than one exhibition in parallel. You should aim to fully utilize it and have the works of many artists on show here. Having variety and many new updates will help this gallery build a reputation for itself too," Hayden said with a gentle smile.

With that thought in mind, apart from working on my own art collection while taking on commission from clients to make money, I also got into contact with aspiring new artists with outstanding talents. Together we all managed to put together an art exhibition that completely filled all rooms of the gallery on both floors.

"Big congratulations, Malissa! This is a little gift from us to you," Amelia said as she handed me a large bouquet of roses.

"Congrats, Malissa. We’re very proud of you. I’ll make sure all of our business counterparts buy something from your gallery. No worries," Harvey said before winking at me mischievously.

"If that’s the case, I guess I may not have enough paintings available…" I joked, although that was probably true.

"Just sell them blank canvases or something. I’m going to make sure that they spend," Harvey replied with a loud laugh.

"Where’s Hayden?" Amelia asked sweetly.

"Oh, he should be here any moment now. He’s flying in from one of his hospital visits," I replied with a smile.

"He should already be here. This is supposed to be such a big day," Harvey complained with open dissatisfaction.

"It’s fine. He told me about this beforehand and I don’t really mind…" I told them honestly.

"You’re too nice and easy on Hayden. You shouldn’t always let him have his way, you know?" Amelia advised sternly.

Well, that wasn’t how things worked between Hayden and me. I doubt that she would understand it even if I tried to explain it to her, though. Amelia seemed to have Harvey completely wrapped around her little finger.

"Sorry that I’m late,"

--To be continued…