My Magnificent Doll's

Eps. 35 Flavors of Envy

During the waiting period for the painting exhibition which will be held 3 weeks from now, Mark now opens his own gallery at the urging of Fiona some time ago.

Mark rented a place measuring 3 x 5 meters to accommodate all his paintings.

“Fiona you wait a minute here I will put some paintings first.” Mark stops his car for a moment at the gallery he rented while driving Fiona to work.

“Ya, sir.”

Mark immediately got out of the car and took the painting he had put in the back seat, got into his gallery, leaving Fiona alone in the car.

The girl sat quietly and observed around.Suddenly her gaze was fixed on a familiar figure from the rearview mirror of the car.

“Isn't that Elvis, his friend sir ?” Fiona sees the figure of the man descending from the car that is three meters behind Mark's car. “What's he here for ? Did he follow sir ?” feeling suspicious of the man's movements staring and watching over the place to his master's gallery.

Fiona kept watching but it seemed like the man had done nothing there and suddenly left without doing anything.

“klak.” a few minutes after Mom got back in the car and closed the door again.

“What's up ? What do you see ?” mark asked curiously because Fiona had to take her eyes off the rearview mirror of the car.

Fiona felt a dilemma to tell it or not because the question was always defending Elvis.

“I don't mean to vilify or be suspicious of Elvis, sir. Just so I saw him get off the car and stare a long time into the master's gallery but before leaving after.” Fiona finally decides to tell it alone despite knowing the consequences.

“I told you earlier sir, I don't know where he went. You better be careful because the man looked strangely at the gallery mr.”

“Fiona you don't have to worry about Elvis. How many times have I told you not to have bad thoughts on her. Maybe he just happened to pass.” Mark again defends his friend and does not believe what Fiona says.

“hmm..” Fiona did not dare to say or speak again for fear of being mispronounced. He was silent as long as the car drove back and drove him to Stark Model.

“Please take care of Fiona.” Mark hands Fiona over to Miss Pearl upon arrival.

“Yes, sir I will take good care of her.” Miss Pearl immediately took Fiona away from there into the dress room to dress her up with Summer theme this time.

Mark went back to his car and opened his gallery upon his arrival. Although not as much as visitors who come as in the exhibition of paintings but visitors this time enough to make it long standing and can not sit.

From a distance, Elvis' car stopped not far from Mark's gallery. He looked straight at the gallery.

“Why are there still many visitors who crowded the Mark gallery even though the wax statue was not there with him ?” Mark stared filled with envy. “Definitely a lot of his income coupled with his rent or candle.” tried to calculate the profit made by a different Mark with the little profit he earned.

“I can't let this continue. Those visitors should be mine.” muttered Elvis with clenched hands holding back emotions. “I will patiently wait here.”

Elvis gave a small smile as he looked at the oil bottle that was near his feet.