The Wrong Woman

Chapter 405

Mila smiled, feeling happy that she could help Sienna. She had long set aside her worries about Fenna and Nathan.

As Sienna was about to enjoy her pie, she asked, “Wanda, I read in the news that one of your paintings is valued at millions of dollars. Is that true?”

Mila’s gentle smile lingered as she placed her fork down, delicately dabbing her mouth with a napkin. “Yes, some of them are, but not all. The prices range from tens of thousands to several hundred thousand dollars for the more common pieces.”

Sienna was puzzled. “Why are they priced so high?”

Mila let out a sigh. “Art certainly requires talent, but it’s often driven by hype and the influence of fame.

“When I first began painting online for charity, my father secretly purchased one of my pieces. for an astounding two million dollars.

“However, I donated the entire amount to schools in rural areas. That’s when I suddenly gained overnight fame, and things just took off from there.”

Sienna chimed in, “That’s why your paintings are seen as worth millions in the public eye, with collectible value. People have even started studying your style and making replicas of your artworks.”

Mila nodded in response.

As Sienna savored her pie, she mused, “The world of the wealthy is something I’ll never truly grasp, but I envy you for having a father who loves you deeply.”

Mila stole a glance at Sienna, detecting a touch of melancholy and sorrow in her eyes as she mentioned her father.

“Sienna, how has your father been doing health–wise?” Mila asked.

“My father passed away last month,” Sienna revealed, her voice trembling with emotion as she lowered her head.

Mila was taken aback, unsure of how to offer comfort in such a moment.

Having spent all her savings on treatment and accumulating debts, Sienna’s father finally underwent surgery. Things seemed to be looking up when, unexpectedly, he passed away.

Misfortune always appeared to target those already struggling with difficulties, underscoring the harsh reality of dealing with terminal illnesses.

Mila gently clasped Sienna’s hand, expressing her sympathy as she apologized. Sienna responded with her brightest and most resilient smile, gently shaking her head to convey that everything was okay.

was all in the past now.

of contemplation, Mila changed the topic. “Sienna, were you a

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painting.

crowd of spectators

offering complimentary paintings, resulting in

flocked to Sienna’s stall, eager to purchase anything just so they could get a free painting.

I’ll buy anything, just let

had underestimated Inkwell’s fame. Even the tables and chairs from her stall were swiftly claimed by eager

paintings surged and many were left empty–handed, it caught the attention of

to the entire street,

became a trending

Paintings at the Riverbank.”

Mila enjoyed every bite of the shepherd’s pie that

through her phone, still trying to process

firsthand the impact

did you make today?” Mila

I only had a few hundred dollars. worth of

were like madmen, constantly shoving money at me. They even took the box where I kept my change and paid me a

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had long set

news that one of your paintings is

down, delicately dabbing her mouth with a napkin. “Yes, some of them are, but not all. The prices range from tens of

puzzled. “Why are they priced so high?”

talent, but it’s often driven by hype and the influence of fame.

painting online for charity, my father secretly purchased one of my pieces for an astounding

schools in rural areas. That’s when I suddenly gained overnight fame, and things just took off

seen as worth millions in the public eye, with collectible value. People have even started studying

nodded in

wealthy is something I’ll never truly grasp, but I envy you for having a father who loves

of melancholy and sorrow in her

how has your father been doing health–wise?”