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

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

and her gaze

her account

the sum involved. You’ll have the money by tonight at the latest!” Fiona declared confidently. It seemed

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the team that had come to

fury as Fiona casually promised to hand over ten billion dollars. He stormed off, neglecting the gallery’s guests. He had to get back and convince his parents not to release

took her leave after she she nodded to Percival

to leave too. But they were suddenly halted by

that

turned to see an elderly man leaning on a cane; his hair was almost entirely white

exuding a palpable authority. His aged, cloudy eyes seemed sharp as they fixed on

before responding. “This painting

man replied, “but you wouldn’t sell the original, would you?”

smiled and nodded, “Exactly!”

it to help find her,” the old man disclosed without reservation. “I

to me

recognize the person in this painting?”

a figure from the back, and only someone

his voice was tinged with a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has a mole in the same

the painting tightened.

old man said as his tears welled up I’ve been searching for her for thirty years without a trace.

taken aback

was a beautiful name

Sasha, yet

Chapter.

reluctant to sell, I won’t insist. But I heard you say the person in

old man could finish, Vivienne interjected, “Yes.”

words, the old man apologized, “I’m sorry to

Vivienne replied softly, her thoughts evidently

bold, the mole behind your mother’s ear is in the exact spot as my daughter’s.

suddenly turned

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