Goodbye, My Love

“This painting isn’t in Robert’s style at all. He’s into painting natural landscapes!”

Loraine nodded with a smirk when she heard this statement.

“Yes, this painting isn’t Robert’s style. But that doesn’t negate the fact that he painted this to imitate Sirloin’s work. Just as you said, the style and color are easy to imitate, but the technique of painting cannot be changed easily. It’s true that Robert’s forte is landscape painting. But he’s also fond of using a lot of colors. Moreover, his painting style has always been unrestrained. That said, you may have heard that Robert has the habit of writing his name somewhere on each painting he makes. You can go ahead and check this painting if you are still doubting.”

As Loraine spoke, she pointed at the general’s cloak in the painting.

There seemed to be letters among the Layers of wrinkles.

“No!” Curran, who knew that he was losing the argument, tried to find another way to fight back.

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normal for friends to copy each other. Besides, they learned a lot from each other. It’s said that Robert even wrote in his diary that they sometimes imitated each other’s paintings and put them up for sale to see whose painting would be sold at a higher price. Last year, Sirloin’s landscape painting named The Field was sold at Boli Auction House. It was an imitation of one of Robert’s paintings. If my memory serves me right, it was sold for seven million, two hundred

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saw some sense in her words. They nodded