"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Xyla Quest briefly calculated the time and found out that the journey from her location would take at least an hour.

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Her red Maserati then sped down the streets, all the way to the destination.

Xyla finally arrived at the art gallery at the appointed time.

Effortlessly, she caught sight of Sharon Lindt from afar. Her mother-in-law was standing at the main entrance with a large group of bodyguards, patiently waiting for her.

Sharon was dressed in a mint knitted cardigan with a white chiffon dress inside, matching them a pair of pastel flats. She completed her look with light makeup and a low ponytail, looking very much like a young little girl.

The entrance of the art gallery was extremely crowded.

However, no one was as eye-catching as Sharon.

As Xyla stared at that elegant lady in the sea of heads, she could not help wondering how alluring she would have been when she was young.

a nice spot to park her car

around Xyla's as her heart leaped up in joy. "Let's go, Xyla... We shall go in now.

smiled in response. "I like

the paintings you like. I'll buy them for you." Hand

hall, countless authentic French paintings were hanging

bird-and-flower paintings, Wilmer Lacroix presented many other

so exquisite that all the visitors who passed by could not take their

filled with visitors in no time.

squinted to focus on that

a piece of landscape

cold glance and held Sharon's hand

were blooming vividly

do you think? Do you

"Yeah. I do like it, but I think there are some flaws

were brimmed with doubt. "Flaws? I don't see any

and carefully examined the painting, trying to find out what Xyla meant. Unfortunately, her

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