My Husband Is A Secret Billionaire By Wiuu

Chapter 191

The art exhibition was grand and impressive, featuring works from renowned masters. Usually, a single painting could fetch millions of dollars.

Deinte strolled leisurely through the exhibition hall. She had received education from all directions since childhood, which cultivated her well rounded thinking and refined taste.

She admired several works by Southeast Asian masters, appreciating their graceful lines, bold use of colors, and strong personal styles.

Deinie was deeply fond of one particular painting and immediately instructed her assistant beside her, “Go and contact the staff here. I want this painting!

The assistant eagerly nodded and hurried off.

Meanwhile, Jane also entered the venue accompanied her mom, Kassie,

“Mom, although there aren’t many people here, the place is quite big. Please don’t wander around randomly!” Jane said, a bit exasperated.

Jane smiled lightly after she instructed her mom. “I brought you here because I thought you might be bored at home. Besides, I’m here for work, so please cooperate, alright?”

“I’ll take a few photos, inquire with the staff about the details, and then we can leave.”

Kassie sighed, “So saan?”

She loved art exhibitions and used to visit them frequently back home. However, since leaving home, she hadn’t stepped into such a beautiful exhibition hall again…

“Yes,” Jane nodded, “Once the work is done, we can leave early, and I can quickly finish writing my article.”

“Ah,” Kassie pouted, “You can’t even rest a few days in a month with your job, it’s like you’re making a fortune or something!”

“Mom!” Jane laughed, teasing her, “Why are you always talking about money? So vulgar!”

“I used to be too refined, that’s why I ended up like this, thanks to that jerk David! I shouldn’t have been so principled back then: I should have taken advantage of his money more, then you and Bailey wouldn’t have suffered with me…”

Jane put her arm around her mother’s shoulder, afraid that she might dwell on past

all in the past, Dad is no longer relevant to us. Besides, we’re doing well now!

Kassie replied indifferently, “We’re doing

looking elsewhere, her thoughts still trapped in

use of

received since childhood was

took a deep breath. These worldly principles

to figure out how to write

resting area and helped her mother to sit on the couch. She quickly took out a pen and a paper to jot

Shall I get some

and sweet voice reached

sitting not far away, their backs facing her, but it was evident that they had a

hit of surprised, “The central exhibition hall

she took off her own coat and draped it over her

hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist her daughter’s kindness, so she put on the coat,

caught Deinie’s attention. She felt a slight wave in her heart. Her daughter was so considerate, a kind

troublesome son, who nearly brought an unknown woman as her daughter-in-law, it almost drove her crazy… She wished she could stuff Dominic back into her

you see that

Kassie’s gaze,

portion of the wall. The brushstrokes were somewhat abstract and dreamlike, depicting a forest with a large firefly waving its

checked the signature and found it was from a famous painter in the Southeast

like

answer immediately; instead, she fell into contemplation, her eyes filled with complex

h oar se voice, “Do you know

private garden in the Southeast Asian region where her

signed the painting had

painting, it was as

turned slightly red, and after a while, she said to Jane, “Can you buy

artwork. If it were to be bought, it should be quite expensive… But she rarely saw her mother so fond of