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

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

Gerald Simmons, and

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

best to protect him,

and whispered,

not expecting Aron to come as well.

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

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

Helen gulped, hardly able to believe

glances, while even Zeb

was carrying a rolled–up canvas as Helen led him to

to Henry, he said, “Here, Mr. Lane. A token of best wishes courtesy of Mr. Simmons himself–he hopes you’ll

got up to take it politely. “This is too much…

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