Chapter 375

Zeb, Gina, Cindy, and Peter all laughed at Randall’s words.

Helen just happened to be done greeting guests when she came and heard them laughing.” What’s going on? Why’s everyone laughing?”

Peter quickly told her, “Frank brought a present, saying it’s Alfie Bronx’s work… but Mr. Young called it a fake without even needing a look!”

Helen frowned. “Why?”

“Because the only real privately owned Bronx piece is hanging in Gerald Simmons‘ office!” Cindy laughed, clutching her stomach and almost falling over.

Helen glanced at Frank and sighed.

She could understand him well enough to tell that he just wanted to show off in front of her grandfather and did not expect to be exposed.

“That’s enough. It’s just a painting–Frank was probably tricked too, right Frank?” she asked, trying to bail Frank out from the awkwardness.

even looked at it. How would he know if it’s a fake? Also, I got it from Gerald

really can talk!” Zeb shook his head. “I’ve met thick–skinned people,

Simmons, and you’re saying you got it

glared at Frank right then. “That’s enough. Just cut

to protect him, but he

when a servant came in and whispered, “Ms.

Helen exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Aron to come

Aron when he arrived, and she exclaimed in surprise, “When did you arrive, Mr. Lynch? You could have told me I’d

Aron smiled, holding up a hand. “I’m here mainly to send Mr. Simmons‘ best

hardly able to believe her ears.

were left trading glances, while

canvas as Helen led him

polite exchanges, he spread the painting he was holding before passing it to Henry, he said, “Here, Mr. Lane. A token of best wishes courtesy of Mr. Simmons himself–he

promptly got up to take it politely. “This is too much… Please do send

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255