Chapter 351

Jeffrey’s eyes bulged in disbelief, and for a long moment, he struggled to process what he had just heard.

After a brief pause, he snapped back to reality and roared at Fiona Ellington, “Are you out of your mind? Ten billion dollars to them? Do we look like we’re running a charity here?”

With ten billion dollars, you could open a string of world–class art galleries! He thought.

Fiona must have lost her marbles by giving out such an astronomical number.

Fiona shot him an icy glance before turning to Vivienne and Percival, “Give me an account number. I’ll transfer the funds to you!”

She wasn’t offering this fortune for Jeffrey’s sake, but to keep Percival and Vivienne from dismantling the other art galleries.

Some of the galleries Jeffrey had established were a front for under–the–table dealings, which were secrets that outsiders must never uncover. It was a network she had painstakingly built, hidden from her entire family.

Even Jeffrey, the supposed head, was clueless about it.

If these secrets were ever exposed, she’d stand to lose up to thirty billion dollars.

When weighed against ten billion, it was a no–brainer. She had to protect those assets.

And Fiona didn’t buy for a second that Percival could go after her family without a reason.

Mr. Percy’s stature alone had put him at the zenith of power; he wouldn’t bat an eyelid at a few art galleries, let alone a few hundred billion

Yet, he was insistent on tearing down the galleries. She suspected he knew something.

It seemed Percival had to go. His very existence was the most significant threat to her.

With Percival around, the inheritance wouldn’t fall into her hands even if the old man died. Not to mention that Richard Ellington was still alive

were out of the picture, the other Ellington nonentities wouldn’t stand a chance against

and her gaze

her account details.

the latest!” Fiona declared confidently.

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

that, she made a call to the National Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the team that had come

watched in fury as Fiona casually promised to hand over ten billion dollars. He stormed off, neglecting the gallery’s guests. He had to get back

her leave after she she nodded to Percival and Vivienne

leave too. But they were suddenly halted by a

I purchase that painting from you?”

elderly man leaning on a cane; his hair was almost entirely white with just a few strands of black remaining.

modestly but exuding a palpable authority. His

before responding. “This painting

“but you wouldn’t sell

smiled and nodded, “Exactly!”

like to buy it to help find her,” the old man disclosed without reservation. “I hope you will selit

to me

the person in this

the back, and only someone who knew the individual

ear, the old man recounted his voice was tinged with a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has a mole in the same place Even though it

hearing this, Vivienne’s grip on the painting tightened. “Your daughter?

up I’ve been searching for her for thirty years without a trace. I heard the might have come to Rivenwood recently, so I’m

taken

It was a beautiful name

recall meeting anyone named Sasha,

Chapter.

you say the person in the portrait was your mother, who has

man could

“I’m sorry to have touched

replied softly, her

your mother’s ear is in the exact spot as my daughter’s. May

turned

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