The international painting exhibition that was put together by Xaxon international on behalf of Pero Marasigan had started already.
There are hundreds of guests in attendance and they were going through his amazing collections. And finally, he was called upon to give a speech. It was less of a welcome speech, but he knew exactly what to say.
He walked forward and smiled at everybody present. "I am so delighted that you all made it here, and this is the first edition of the exhibition of my paintings organized for me by Xaxon international, and there are many to come in the future. This is just the tip of the iceberg. It was supposed to be on my behalf, I am happy I am here with you all. It is my pleasure to have you all around me, and to support my creativity." As he looked at the far right corner of the hall, he saw Prislla, and he was so overwhelmed.
