Chapter 27

            Bette worked the crowd at the luncheon like the professional that she was.  She made a few brief remarks on her vision for the School of Art and delivered it in a manner that each person felt that their contribution was invaluable.  At the same time she sweetly stroked the egos of the major contributors.

            Rosanna admired her skills and enjoyed being the recipient of some extra special stroking.  Rosanna reflected that if she weren’t already blown away by the Bette Porter package she would have been done in. 

            She observed similar reactions for the male and female contributors of whatever sexual orientation.  She was amused by the deft way in which Bette deflected those who trying to press any advantage they believed they held.

            Rosanna was seated between Bette and Phyllis as the most major contributor. 

            “So Ms. Montclair do you have any concerns about how the Art School will be using the generous contribution that you have made?”  The formal tone would have fooled Rosanna or anyone within earshot if they did not have the advantage of seeing the glint of amusement in Bette’s eyes. 

            “Please call me Rosanna” she automatically corrected.  “Concerns, not at all, I feel honored and privileged to be helping to preserve and cultivate new artistic expression.  I am so glad that Constance suggested I direct the CACMH’s charitable gift to CU this year.”

            “We are very appreciative of your support.  I will thank Connie as well.” Phyllis was pleased that her connection with Connie had paid off so well.

            “Yes I will convey my thanks to her as well” Rosanna agreed.  “Still if it weren’t for the eloquence or passion of this new Dean”  she inclined her head towards Bette “I wouldn’t be planning a matching contribution next year from the Grace Foundation.”

            Bette and Phyllis looked at each other in surprise.  Every arts institution coveted the elusive Grace Foundation grant or award.  No one knew how the recipient was selected it was just conveyed.  Bette remembered that Rosanna was actually a Grace heir and she suspected Rosanna controlled that part of the family foundation. 

            Phyllis was overcome.  “Do you really think that you could convince them to bestow their Arts grant to us?”  She lowered her voice in anticipation.

            “I do, I would consider it done, Phyllis.”

            Bette shook her head in disbelief.  She had never met anyone with the grace and humility that Rosanna possessed.  She was used to people who tooted their own horn or flaunted their money and position.  If Helena had not told her Bette would never know that Rosanna was arguably heir to one of the largest fortunes in the world. 

            “Thank you for believing in the vision.”  Bette said simply.

            “You’re quite welcome” The blue eyes danced with pleasure.