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?"

father, on the shoulder while noticing the awful look on his

you bring that

"No."

is real? Or how did

gritted his teeth.He then proceeds to explain to his son what

shocked, Xander in turn explains what happened outside the

that Fatty had a Lamborghini, and you suspect that he

father and son duo were looking at each other with a

took a glance at his

else could he have gotten that much money? On the other hand, the family head, Francisco, was

with Director Lowell and Dr.Hottun and the other important guests, some of whom were congratulating him

you've finally arrived.Where is my

when Xander didn't reply.He scanned his surroundings, but when he didn't see a silhouette of Sett,

bring

left.I couldn't reach him." Xander said in reply.His eyes were on the

care about your excuses?

Francisco,

"But grandfather..."

out

"I'll excuse myself, grandfather."

away while feeling humiliated, and instead of his father, Mr.Tom, helping him, he was ignored, as his father

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

Meanwhile.

car is

it.She certainly likes the car, while

helpless.He could barely put on

the car, his eyes caught sight of a

always a bottle of wine

also a tequila at

that dangerous?’ Sett thought,

distracted by her beauty.No wonder those

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

matter? Is there something on

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

"N-Nothing."

in the act.He coughed,

was just thinking how

compartment while his hand, unknowingly, held the

think there are about forty- eight million dollars left

Ms.Scarlett said.

"Pfftt!"

wine onto the

you

mean subtracting the car's

"No, after that."

"Forty-eight million dollars?"