My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 133

Chapter: 133

Arya and Baxter looked at each other with complacency in their eyes, as if they had already won.

Frowning, Rosalynn walked to Dayana.

“This particular work of Christopher’s contained some of his insights after he moved to live in the forest.

Ma’am, if you won’t mind, may | have a better look at it?”

Hearing Rosalynn’s comment, Dayana raised her head and took a good look at her. She was pleased

at what she saw, as if she had met a confidant.

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“Of course, you may. Can | ask something? How can you know the meaning behind this painting?”

In fact, Christopher was Rosalynn’s teacher in painting.

Her grandfather had pushed her to learn to paint from Christopher when she was a child, and the

memory was still fresh in her mind.

“Ive learned painting. Christopher is a venerable figure whom | greatly admire,” Rosalyn said with a

smile.

She wanted to keep a low profile in front of them

This way, it would be easier to see Arya and Baxter give themselves away.

“And what do you think Christopher is expressing in this painting?’ Dayana asked with curiosity.

“| believe he’s conveying the message that prosperity is fleeting. One must take firm steps to find

happiness in their later years.”

Rosalynn asked a waiter to fetch her a lighter, and she casually held it near the corner of the painting

as she explained her interpretation to Dayana.

“What are you doing? Be careful not to burn the painting!” Arya scolded discontentedly when she saw

Rosalynn’s weird behavior.

Rosalynn smiled as she looked at her. She apologized and returned the painting to Dayana.

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The painting was fake, though it looked strikingly authentic.

If Rosalynn wasn’t Christopher’s student, she would have been deceived.

From a distance, Brian glanced at Rosalynn with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but it quickly vanished.

Fearing that Rosalynn would steal the show, Eleanor hurriedly changed the topic.

“Ma’am, Mathews recently performed in a historical costume play. He said that he would be shooting in

the desert. He is really committed.”

“Indeed,” Dayana responded, instructing her servant to put the painting away with a nod.

Wanting to one-up Eleanor, Arya chimed in, “I’m also a fan of Mathews! He’s not only handsome and

talented but also more captivating than today’s popular idols.”