Chapter 345

This painting was quite a departure from Malcolm’s usual style.

In the past, Malcolm’s work focused on the portrayal of ambiance, using light strokes to outline figures and muted colors. The characters in his paintings were slender, giving off a cold and detached feel.

But this painting was quite the opposite, full of rich colors and intricate details. The girl’s beautiful face, her long eyelashes, her moist red lips, everything was crystal clear.

The girl in the painting was looking sideways, her expressive eyes bright and clear, staring at something off canvas.

And what she was looking at was a blurry and dim silhouette of a rough-looking man.

This painting was commissioned by Seraphina, using a photo of Sandra Smith as a reference.

Sandra, as depicted in the painting, has clearly defined facial features and her emotions were vividly portrayed. Anyone who knew her would easily recognize her.

Yet, Seraphina did not go into detail about the painting. She simply said, “This painting just arrived today, so it’s not included in our auction catalog. Please enjoy it, and we’ll start the bidding later.”

High-definition cameras in the auction room captured the painting from different angles, projecting every detail onto a large screen.

As this was Malcolm’s first new work in a long time, many people in the room took out their phones to take pictures.

Tania, sitting in the audience, stared at the painting for a while before turning to Bowen, “Is that… your sister?”

She had only met Sandra once, so she wasn’t entirely sure. But as she turned to Bowen for confirmation, he didn’t respond.

He was just staring at the painting, at Sandra who seemed so close yet so far.

It must have been from her 18th birthday party that he threw for her because the dress she was wearing was a gift from him.

“Who’s that man?” Tania asked again, “Is your sister in a relationship?”

Bowen’s gaze finally landed on the blurry silhouette of the man, then back to Sandra’s face.

Back then, she used to look at him with such joy, excitement, and a touch of shyness.

But when did that expression disappear from her face?

getting a little annoyed and gave Bowen a light shove, “I’m talking

turned to look at her, his eyes as

taken aback, about to lose her temper, but then she remembered the time when Sandra had an accident, and how Bowen

knew how important Sandra, his sister, was to him.

over the pain of losing her, and now, out of nowhere, these emotions have been stirred up

the stage, directing all her resentment and

the world, why did Seraphina have to auction this one?

closely examining a painting, suddenly

and she didn’t have

at her,

was watching her too, his face void of any smile, only

her smile and even nodded at him.

her gaze for a moment,

at him again,

Victor, looked at her when she looked his

pointed to the painting next to her and raised

had been watching Leandro and Seraphina, and even though her gesture was subtle, many people

meant that Seraphina wanted Leandro to

it off, clearly, she had ownership. Her intention for Leandro to purchase the painting was quite obvious.

painting could fetch a high price, which would be an honor for Seraphina.

as a good deed and a way to please his wife.

charity auction should be quite substantial, which would

how the auction would

Bowen’s sleeve, and whispered, “Seraphina wants to buy the painting herself. You can bid, but don’t fight with them.”

didn’t respond, just lit another cigarette.

as soon as the bidding started, everyone started placing their bids. In

made his first bid.

a blissful smile on

“3.05 million!”

“3.1 million!”

“3.15 million!”

buy the painting and wouldn’t mind

raised his bid

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