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.

did not play along, however. “Randall Young never even looked at it. How would he know if it’s

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

probably never even met Gerald Simmons, and you’re saying you got it

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

to protect him, but he

was when a servant came in and whispered, “Ms. Lane, Mr. Lynch has just

Helen exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Aron

in surprise, “When did you arrive, Mr. Lynch? You could have told me I’d be on hand

Aron smiled, holding up a hand. “I’m

able to believe her ears.

Lanes were left trading glances, while even Zeb was perplexed.

canvas as Helen

he was holding before passing it to Henry, he said, “Here, Mr. Lane. A token of best wishes courtesy of

politely. “This is too much… Please do

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