When Seren returned to the second floor, Seth was already waiting for her.
They walked together to Seth's office, and only after he closed the door did he begin.
"This time, Mr. Shepherd offered two hundred thousand. After the final payment, it came to three hundred thousand. I'll wire it to you in a bit."
Normally, the studio took a commission from the artist's pay, but Seth wasn't taking a cut—clearly giving her special treatment.
Seren shook her head. "There's no need to treat me differently. Just give me the usual split, after the studio's commission."
She didn't like taking advantage of people.
She and Seth had known each other for years and got along well, but when it came to money or business, Seren believed everything should be aboveboard—even among friends. That was the best way to keep a relationship healthy.
Plus, the canvases, paints, brushes, even the clients—those were all from the studio. She was only providing her skills. Taking the entire payment herself didn't sit right with her.
Seth came from an old-money family and hardly needed the extra cash, but Seren was determined to take only what she'd earned.
Seth looked surprised for a moment, then gave a small smile. "You're the only person I know who'd turn down extra money."
"I couldn't have landed this commission without you," he insisted. "Take the whole thing. You just got married, and you probably haven't settled in yet. This payment is enough to get yourself a place here in Seaside City."
Seth had Seren's number and had seen her posts online. He didn't care much about luxury, so he hadn't noticed her wedding ring was worth a fortune. He simply assumed she'd married an ordinary guy.
Newlyweds needed a home. In Seaside City, property prices were sky-high. Three hundred thousand could just about buy a decent apartment downtown.
"Thank you, Seth, I appreciate the thought, but I've already settled in," Seren replied gently but firmly.
She insisted, and Seth didn't press the matter.
Always the gentleman, he relented. "Alright. Normally it's a 70-30 split, but this time let's do 80-20. If not for you, I wouldn't have gotten this job. You deserve the lion's share."
Seren nodded. It was a fair compromise—sometimes it wasn't right to keep refusing someone's kindness, especially when it was reasonable.
Seth got her account details and transferred the money on the spot, efficient as ever.


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