CHAPTER FOURTEEN – INSPECTION DAY

"O-Of course, Madame Rousseau! It would be my absolute privilege," Jasmine stammered, barely containing her elation. "Simply let me know when would be convenient for you and I shall prepare my studio." "Magnifique!" the cultured voice exclaimed. "Let us plan for me to arrive in New York at week's end, shall we say... Saturday? Yes, that should give me ample time to make the necessary arrangements and clear my schedule." "Saturday is perfect. I will ensure my studio is ready to receive you." "Bien. Then it is settled. See that you are prepared to discuss your masterpiece in great depths, Mademoiselle. For if it captivates me in person as it did through those photographs, you may have taken your first major step towards greatness." The line went dead as Jasmine slowly lowered the phone, her hands trembling. Saturday. In barely four days, her entire life could be altered forever. Was she ready? After everything she had endured and overcome? She glanced up at the powerful, expressive