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?

kept talking but got no response. She was getting a little annoyed and gave Bowen

her, his

but then she remembered the time when Sandra had an accident, and how Bowen was like a

she knew how important Sandra, his sister, was

time to get over the pain of losing her, and

stage, directing all her resentment and frustration towards

the paintings in the world, why did Seraphina

Seraphina, who had been closely examining a

so suddenly, and she didn’t have time to hide her expression,

Seraphina only glanced at her, then looked at

face void of any smile, only

kept her smile and even nodded at him.

held her gaze for a moment, then suddenly scoffed.

again, instead, she turned to

had been listening to Victor, looked at her when she looked his

the painting next to her and

though

Seraphina wanted Leandro to buy the painting,

it off, clearly, she had ownership. Her intention for Leandro

a high price, which would be an honor

be seen as a good deed and a way to

amount of donations raised from this charity auction should be quite

the

whispered, “Seraphina wants to buy the painting herself. You

respond, just

started, everyone started placing their bids. In no time, the price of

million.” Leandro made his

the stage, a blissful

“3.05 million!”

“3.1 million!”

“3.15 million!”

painting and wouldn’t mind the price. The higher the price, the more honor Leandro would

raised his bid to

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