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

nothing, my son.Did you

"No."

going to know if the painting is real? Or how did he get that

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

Xander in turn explains what

mean that Fatty had a Lamborghini,

a swollen face like they had

Mr.Tom took a glance at his father, Francisco, for a couple of seconds.He was wondering if the family head, Francisco, hadn't frozen Sett's

money? On the other hand, the family head, Francisco, was grinning

Director Lowell and Dr.Hottun and the other important guests, some of whom

you've finally arrived.Where

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

to bring him here? Are you

Xander said in reply.His eyes were on the ground, not daring to look at the

think I care about your excuses?

head, Francisco,

"But grandfather..."

now, get out

"I'll excuse myself, grandfather."

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

all your fault, grandfather got angry.I'll get my revenge on you, fatso! Mark my

Meanwhile.

car is

beamed at the interior of the Lamborghini and also stroked it.She certainly likes the car, while saying

felt helpless.He could barely put on

caught sight of a wine glass in

bottle

was also a tequila at

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

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

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

the matter? Is there something on

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

"N-Nothing."

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

was just thinking how much

while

are about forty- eight million

Ms.Scarlett said.

"Pfftt!"

sprayed the wine onto

you

mean subtracting the

"No, after that."

"Forty-eight million dollars?"