Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 91

The boss answered solemnly, “5 million.”

“5 million?” Cheryl stared at the painting in front of her and, deep down in her heart, she wanted nothing more than to take the painting home. Hence, she turned to Brandon. “Honey, why don’t we bargain for the price and buy this painting?”

“But…” Brandon was hesitant. 5 million isn’t a problem, but if I were to purchase a counterfeit, there’s nowhere to get justice this time.

Just when the couple hesitated, a middle-aged woman appeared out of nowhere and spoke to the stall owner, “Boss, is this 5 million? I’ll take it!”

Janet looked up when she heard that, noticing the middle-aged woman had a furtive look. The woman’s sheepish expression alone was enough to reveal that she was guilty. She must be working with the stall owner and if my guess is correct, they are husband and wife.

Nevertheless, Cheryl was oblivious to it. Once she saw someone else trying to compete with her to purchase Master Nato’s painting, she instantly lost her sense of judgment. “No way, I saw it first!”

The middle-aged woman glanced at her while commenting softly, “Have you paid for it? I noticed that you’ve been standing there for the longest time.”

glared at Janet. If Janet hadn’t stirred up trouble out of nowhere, I

buy the painting, he couldn’t help but cackle evilly in secret. Soon, he went along with the flow. “Well, why don’t we do this? You should each make an offer and the highest

middle-aged woman agreed with the stall owner. “Boss, I’ll offer you 6 million. Will you sell it

between a rock and a hard place. “Why don’t you

looked as if she was on the verge of tears when she spoke to Brandon, “Honey, let’s offer

was 5 million. You can’t possibly increase the price just because someone else has showed up, can you? My wife

for being slow when the price of the painting was still at 5

your fault. I would have purchased it long ago if it weren’t for

out for Cheryl when they saw her in such agony. Hence, they started to reprimand

here for

the extra 1.1 million

and her reply was laced with sarcasm. “This is a low-quality

listening to her comment.

check whether her brain had been replaced with mush. She squatted down while using her slender and fair finger to brush across the watermark. Then, she chuckled quietly, “You, fool. Look at this—is this Noto or Nato?” The spelling ‘Noto’ and ‘Nato’ looked so similar that one would have missed it if they hadn’t paid attention