FreeNovelIt turned out that Summer was the fiancée of their good buddy.
Romeo caught the shocked and incredulous expressions on their faces and curled his lips into a smirk, "Scared already?"
His fiancée had more identities than they could imagine.
Each one was at the top of their gin the industry.
Timothy couldn't believe that the girl he liked was truly extraordinary.
As for Derrick, well, he never imagined that such an outstanding girl would only ever be his buddy's wife, leaving him with a
heartache and a desire to cry.
"So, my fiancée might know the person you mentioned."
Romeo's words had Derrick waving his hands and chuckling, "She's no match for Melody and Summer."
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Suddenly, Timothy remembered something. "Oh, by the way, speaking of Melody, I've got something here for her to take a look
at."
He pulled out his phone and started scrolling through Facebook, saying, "With the holidays around the corner, | am thinking of
getting something nice for my grandparents. | stumbled upon someone selling a painting created by Mirabelle. He claimed that he
bought it at a premium from Maestro Melody herself, intending to give it as a gift to his own fiancée. But since their engagement
party fell through, he didn't want the painting to remind him of her, so he's put the painting up for sale."
Timothy opened the picture and showed it to Arabella, "My grandparents are big fans of Mirabelle's works, so | wanted to ask you
how much you sold it to him for. He started by asking for fifty million."
It wasn't that Timothy couldn't afford it, but that the seller was now claiming there were others willing to pay sixty, and even
seventy million.
Mirabelle's paintings were indeed rare, but Timothy had the nagging feeling that he was being swindled.
Arabella glanced at it and smelled a rat.
"Have you ever painted something like this?" Romeo asked in a low voice.
He noticed that the painting did resemble Arabella's style to a large extent in its mood and grandeur, but upon closer inspection,
there were flaws.
If he hadn't known Arabella and her works so well, he might have been deceived at first glance.
Hearing Romeo ask about this, both Timothy and Derrick grew more stunned.
After Arabella confirmed that she had indeed painted one like this, but the one was a fake, not by her hand, their disbelief
intensified.
"I did paint one that was later displayed at an exhibition."
But after the exhibition ended, it was claimed by Grandpa Alberto.
"Someone must have taken a photo and replicated it."
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Though Timothy wasn't an art connoisseur, he had been exposed to fine art from a young age. With original famous paintings
hanging in his hall over, he had developed an eye for authenticity.
But this forger had done such a convincing job that he had mistaken it for the real thing, which was why he had considered buying
it.
"So, you're also Mirabelle." Derrick couldn't believe that this woman was a jack-of-all-trades, and he was completely stunned into
speechlessness.
"If your grandparents like this painting, I'll send sother pieces that | own later, and you can pick one you like."
Buying paintings directly from her was much cheaper than getting duped by forgeries flooding the market.
Meanwhile, Louisa had been calling Sean multiple times; without getting an answer, she grew more than frustrated and turned to
call Steward.
Steward, terrified at the sight of her incoming call, fumbled with his phone. It slipped through his fingers and, after being juggled
for a few seconds, it crashed to the floor and got disconnected.
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