FakeNovelChapter 2065 It Is a Deal
The contract was ready. After they signed it, 315 thousand was deducted from Matthew's account. He looked at
Two Swallows in a Spring Pond in his hands, letting out a smile of satisfaction. Finally. Meanwhile, Tritus and Ajay
were over the moon. This guy is a lamb to the slaughter.
Tritus gazed at the smile on Matthew's face. At the thought of Matthew fuming upon knowing the truth, he could
not help but guffaw. "Welcaboard, Mr. Larson! You are officially a member of The Whimsical Antiquities
Emporium. Hahahaha." He wished he could just reveal the truth that the painting was a mere counterfeit.
"Mr. Larson, now that you're a member, feel free to contactif there's any request like appraising the painting.
We can reimburse the money." Ajay joined the tease by giving explicit hints. He could have almost blurted that
this painting was a counterfeit.
Matthew could tell what was on their mind, hence the kind reminder. "This is Micah Wikaedal's work."
"Hahahahaha!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yeah, right. That is his painting. You've struck gold, Matthew!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Larson! It is rare to find such a treasure at The Whimsical Antiquities Emporium."
The duo cracked up so hard that their belly hurt.
Meanwhile, Matthew simply shrugged, finding it hard to rain on their parade. He lowered his head to keep the
painting. At that moment, a figure flashed by so swiftly that even a skilled person like Matthew failed to react in
time. In split seconds, the painting fell into the unbidden guest's hands.
They recognized who the person was. Tritus, who let out a belly laugh a moment ago, hushed his breath and
replaced his mockery grin with a serious expression.
The person was none other than Old Mr. Bane.
Unlike Old Madam Bane's affable personality, Old Mr. Bane appeared reticent with his sophisticated grace. That
was the exact reason why Tritus feared Old Mr. Bane. In short, it was because Old Mr. Bane was immune to
flattery.
As Tritus had expected, Old Mr. Bane ignored his salutation as he stared at the painting in his hands. "Not bad. It
truly is Micah Wikaedal's work." He placed the painting atop the table to examine it further. Then, his brows
creased tightly. Unbeknownst to others, he possessed two works of The Seasons, which were Lilium in Summer
Pond and Fall Leaves. Therefore, it took him one single glance to tell that Two Swallows in a Spring Pond was one
of The Seasons.
Micah Wikaedal had a peculiar tendency to hide his nin each of his paintings. However, there was no sign of
his nin that one.
"What's the matter, old man?" Matthew could tell that Old Mr. Bane was a skillful martial artist from his aura.
Although Old Mr. Bane snatched the painting away from him, he knew that the old man was an aesthete, a
passionate one at that.
At the stime, Tritus' eyes widened upon hearing how Matthew addressed Old Mr. Bane. What a bold young
man. | wonder how Old Master Bane will teach you a lesson. You've dug your own grave.
To Tritus' surprise, Old Mr. Bane did not react to the way Matthew addressed him. Instead, the old man muttered
dubiously, "Strange. Where did Sir Micah hide his nin this painting?"
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