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.

it. How would he know if it’s a

head. “I’ve met thick–skinned people, but you’re something else!”

snorted in disdain. “You’ve probably never even met Gerald Simmons, and you’re saying you got it from his

Frank right then. “That’s enough. Just cut it out already.”

him, but he was

came in and whispered, “Ms. Lane,

Helen exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Aron to come

he arrived, and she exclaimed in surprise, “When did you arrive, Mr. Lynch?

Ms. Lane.” Aron smiled, holding up a hand. “I’m here mainly to send Mr.

able

glances, while even Zeb was

carrying a rolled–up canvas as

before passing it to Henry, he said, “Here,

is too much… Please do send my

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