Goodbye, My Love

It was just a show. Deep down, he was happy his goal had been achieved.

Loraine spent a fortune on a fake painting. Three million and five hundred thousand dollars was gone just like that! He believed she must have spent her entire net worth.

Curran felt like jumping for joy the more he thought about it. He continued to put up a show and even urged Loraine to take the painting.

“Miss Torres, although the painting is an imitation, you won the bid.

Go for it.”

Under the gaze of most of the guests, Loraine uttered calmly, “Yeah, I know that the painting is just an imitation, but it is actually more valuable than the original.”

Curran’s jaw dropped. After a while, he let out a burst of sarcastic laughter.

“Did the heavy blow affect your brain? In what world are imitations worth more than originals? I have never heard of a more ridiculous thing!”

Even Marco and Jimmie felt that Loraine didn’t know what she was talking about.

Marco was afraid that she would make a bigger fool of herself if she went on like this. He decided to step in.

“Stop this, Loraine.”

Once Loraine heard that statement, she turned to look at Marco with an icy expression.

Did he take her for a fool? Was he talking her out of this because he was afraid she would bring shame to him? The nerve of him!

“Sit this one out, Marco. It’s none of your business.”

Marco pulled a Long face as soon as he was told off.

The two of them glared at each other.

“Lorrie, just ignore them! I believe you!”

Although Jennie didn’t know much about painting, she was on Loraine’s side as always.

Loraine couldn’t help but smile due to her friend’s support.

She glanced at the crowd and continued, “This painting is indeed an imitation. But the artist is Sirloin’s best friend, Robert Andrew.” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the crowd.

“Robert Andrew? The talented painter whose paintings are worth nothing less than five million dollars each?”

“No way!” Curran immediately objected.