My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1886

The signature at the bottom of the painting read “Maple”.

It was the alias used by Javier, a distinguished master of Landscape art.

He counted Christopher, Rosalynn’s mentor, among his close friends until he succumbed to illness at eighty.

His artworks, now rare treasures, surged in value posthumously.

Under normal circumstances, stumbling upon his work here would have been a joyous find.

Yet, something about this particular painting.

.

“This isn’t a piece crafted by Master Javier Morrison,” Rosalynn declared after studying it closely.

Noemi, who was nearby, voiced her astonishment, “Are you suggesting this painting is fake?”

“Indeed, it’s fake,” Rosalynn confirmed with surety.

Gail, who had been listening, added her thoughts with a_ nod, “Something about it struck me as odd.

His creations have always captivated me.

even attempted to

this unique essence, pulling the observer into

is

though… It’s missing

mirror his style

”

harbored reservations which led her to this conversation with

two exchanged glances, surveying

of this gallery

counterfeit piece in a newly inaugurated gallery sparked

the owner’s ignorance, or could there have been a

a figure descended from the second

to view

familiar timbre of the voice caught Rosalynn’s attention, prompting her to glance

that spoke of refined taste, made her way down the

around her shoulders, adding to her

she appeared

meet you here,

”

to

surprise, she

“It’s been too long.

”