Underestimated Son In Law

Chapter 20 Difference Between Poor And Rich

"Director Lowell, if it turns out that this painting is genuine, can you take full responsibility?"

Dr.Hottun's sharp gaze made Director Lowell nearly sh*t his pants.

"You aren't afraid of losing credibility? How would people see it by then? No one would do business with people that do not have credibility."

"Actually, Dr.Hottun, I was just joking.In fact, the painting is profound..."

Director Lowell said with convection, making everyone flabbergasted.

With no apparent shame on his face, Director Lowell moved on to explain.

".....Peering at this angle, this is indeed a genuine painting.The canvas and the oil paints are top-notch, and the artist has a high level of understanding of the art.The pattern and strokes through its smallest details are superb.It's a high-quality work of art..."

By now, everyone was holding their breath.

Looks of admiration were being thrown at the family head, Francisco, who appeared to be calm, but inside he was trembling with excitement and anticipation.

"If my guess is on the spot, this painting was made by the descendant of the famous painter in the Nineties, Edward Hopper."

Director Lowell spoke without a falsehood.

Everyone gasped in surprise.

If the first couple of words from Director Lowell were a confirmation that the painting was genuine, then the last words would be mind-blowing.It was the final nail in the coffin.

Yet Director Lowell didn't stop dealing with them as he continued to speak without any shame.

"One can't always trust the word of an expert without evidence.Even if it's someone like me, Don Francisco, your grandson had an extraordinary temperament.If my daughter hadn't married at an early stage, I would have matched him with my daughter..."

Director Lowell was an experienced old fox, as he effortlessly concealed his earlier blunder.

Moreover, from Dr.Hottun's words, he was siding with Sett.

There was also Miss Jasmine.

With that thought in mind, he decided to side with them and not help Mr.Tom, who was presently petrified.

"Director Lowell, you must be mistaken that the painting is certainly fake!"

Mr.Tom had an ugly expression on his face.

Before Director Lowell could refute him, Dr.Hottun raised his hand as he spoke.

"Mr.Tom, the painting is inevitably real, without the shadow of a doubt, and its market value is around ten million dollars, not just that its price could easily skyrocket as the artist is quite famous."иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм

With that, Mr.Tom looked like he had eaten a fly.But what could he say? He didn't even have any qualifications to speak about the painting.

With a heavy heart, Mr.Tom could only sigh in defeat.

"Father, what's the matter?"

as he tapped Mr.Tom, his father, on the shoulder while noticing

nothing, my son.Did you bring

"No."

how are we going to know if the painting is real? Or how

teeth.He then proceeds to explain to his

in turn explains what happened outside the

Fatty had a Lamborghini, and you suspect that

each other with a swollen face

Mr.Tom took a glance at his father,

could he have gotten that much money? On the

Director Lowell and Dr.Hottun and

you've finally arrived.Where

hurriedly came forward, but then frowned when Xander didn't reply.He scanned his surroundings, but when he

you to bring him here? Are

were on the ground, not daring to

excuses? A simple instruction

family head, Francisco, clicked

"But grandfather..."

out of

"I'll excuse myself, grandfather."

instead of his father, Mr.Tom, helping him, he was ignored, as his father proceeded to flatter the family

It's all your fault, grandfather got angry.I'll get my revenge

Meanwhile.

car is

of the Lamborghini and also stroked it.She certainly likes the car, while saying "brother this" and "brother that." Her

helpless.He could barely put on a

caught sight of a wine glass in a small

there always a bottle

also a tequila at that time with

drinking in the car? Isn't that dangerous?’ Sett thought, then he stole

lips made Sett's heart pound.He was plainly distracted by her

then, Ms.Scarlett abruptly turns around, catching Sett off- guard and

Is there something on my

glances at her.She was always sensitive to people's subtle glances, so

"N-Nothing."

felt hotter for being caught in the act.He coughed, trying to cover his

thinking how

and put it in the small compartment while his hand, unknowingly, held the glass of wine and took a

there are about forty- eight million dollars left

Ms.Scarlett said.

"Pfftt!"

the wine onto the

did you just

mean subtracting the car's

"No, after that."

"Forty-eight million dollars?"