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?"

his father, on the shoulder while

son.Did you bring that

"No."

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

proceeds to

turn explains what happened

a Lamborghini, and you suspect that he

other with a swollen face like they had been

poor man? That fatso was clearly living like a prodigal son! Mr.Tom took a glance at his father, Francisco, for a couple of

gotten that much money? On

mood while engaging in conversation with Director Lowell and Dr.Hottun and the

finally arrived.Where is

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

you to bring

him." Xander said in reply.His eyes were on the ground,

I care about your excuses? A simple

family head, Francisco, clicked his

"But grandfather..."

get out

"I'll excuse myself, grandfather."

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

angry.I'll get my

Meanwhile.

this car is very

the Lamborghini and also stroked it.She certainly likes the car, while

barely put on a

eyes caught sight of a

a bottle of

tequila at

Isn't that dangerous?’ Sett thought, then he stole a glance at Ms.Scarlett's side profile, beside

pink lips made Sett's heart pound.He was plainly distracted by her beauty.No wonder

around, catching Sett off-

what's the matter? Is there something on my

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

"N-Nothing."

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

thinking how much cash this card

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

subtracting this car's cost...I think there are about forty- eight million dollars left in

Ms.Scarlett said.

"Pfftt!"

sprayed the wine onto

did you just

mean subtracting the car's

"No, after that."

"Forty-eight million dollars?"

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