The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family by Adela

Frederick suddenly thought about the painting that Alicia told him to hang up so that he could admire it. Her words kept ringing in his head as he tried to understand the hidden meaning behind it.

Could that be what she meant? This smart woman obviously knew something, yet she wanted him to find out on his own. Was she afraid that if she said it, he would not believe her and think that she was narrow-minded? Once again, Frederick admired her even more.

When he cback to his senses, his eyes unconsciously fell on the painting. However, after staring at it for a long time, he could not see anything other than how similar this painting was to the others. Then, he ran into the lounge and opened the painting he left in the corner. He compared the two paintings and suddenly realized that his eyes in the painting Danica sent were slowly turning blue in each painting. When he placed the painting side by side, the blue becmore obvious! When they were together, his eyes were black. However, now in the paintings, his eyes were getting more blue each time. What was she trying to say? Was it because he was indifferent and heartless? Was it because he did not respond to her paintings? The color of his eyes would only continue to get bluer in every painting! Could it be that she would not give up until his eyes turned completely blue? If she continued on painting like this, wouldn't she have to paint for decades? As of this point, his eyes in the paintings were more black than blue! He wasn't sure whether he was correct, but he subconsciously shifted his attention to the painting Alicia mentioned. However, he still could not see anything.

He gently rubbed his eyes and was a little puzzled, "What was it? What did she see that he couldn't?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt intrigued! There was no hurry. He did not believe that he could not be compared to a woman! Just as he was about to wrap the painting up, something caught his eye. A black line suddenly cinto sight.

What was it? He tilted his head at the painting, but that line was not the only line. Frederick subconsciously reached out and gently scratched the painting. When he removed his hand, the curved black lines were still there. In the end, he quickly found a tool and took out the painting from its frame. He could not pretend to ignore those lines that were on it! Something strange was going on here! These pictures were very realistic. They must have been computer-generated! Perhaps, she printed out the outline of the picture and painted along it. No wonder she was able to paint these pictures so quickly and made them seem so realistic. It was printed! Everyone knew the biggest challenge as a painter was to seek inspiration. However, once inspired, the paintings would cnaturally.

No wonder Alicia had been editing her picture so frequently these few nights! Was this how paintings were made? It was just like how cross stitching used to be popular in the past. Before they began, they knew what they were going to stitch as the patterns were given beforehand. There was no need for extra thought. Even if a person did not know how to cross-stitch, one could still make a decent piece of work! The thing was, how could a hand-drawn portrait look exactly like a computergenerated drawing? If it wasn't because she forgot to paint over that line, he wouldn't have noticed it! He would have genuinely thought that she had him engraved in her mind! He was just flattering himself! Right then, the two paintings were placed side by side. Frederick realized that even the distance between his head and the frwas the same. She probably printed out a batch of pictures at one go! He scoffed. When he first saw the painting, he was shocked, and even moved! How could he be moved? She resorted to such means to get what she wanted! Although it was something small, Frederick suddenly felt that the bright and beautiful impression in his heart collapsed and darkened. Although he wasn't innocent, he disliked women with ill intentions! "How could she turn out this way? Was she pretending to take advantage of me?" Frederick thought to himself.

He was utterly disappointed. The last ounce of beauty instantly dissipated. He felt that they were drifting further and further away from each other.

He bent over and put the painting back in the sheath.

This time, he knew how to reply to Danica.

Frederick returned to his seat when there was a knock on the door.

"Cin!" Doris quickly entered his office and said, "Mr. Clements, Mr. Nolan from the Yoker Training Group is here. Mr. Reynes went down to greet him, and they are currently in reception room no. 1!" "Alright, got it!" After looking at the time, he said, "There are two paintings in the lounge. Please helppack it up and finda big box. Please gather the rest of the paintings and place them in the box. I do not want any paintings to be damaged or left out! Once you've finished packing, keep the box at the secretary's office first! I'll give you the address, and you can send it out!" "Yes, sir!" He rummaged through the documents and straightened his clothes. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Have you arranged everything for Mr. Nolan?" "Yes, I've made dinner reservations at the Green Sky International Hotel this evening. Then, I've also made a reservation at East Bannpool. Mr. Reynes has already arranged everything else. He will be brinelMr. Nolan to visit the site tomorrow morning. The contract signing is happening at two tomorrow afternoon at reception room no. 1!" "Alright! That will be all for now!" Frederick nodded and then briefly checked his schedule. He was technically free other than this matter with the Yoker Trading Group for the next two days. After thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Can you please inform Giselle to ask Alicia to cto my office after 3:30 p.m.? Just tell her that I need to talk to her! Mr. Nolan has to leave at 3 pm for the New District, right?" "Yes! He has a press conference at

four. It will take about 40 minutes from here to New District. Therefore, the afternoon negotiation is is onlyn going to last an hour. After the press conference, he will head over to Green Sky International Hotelfor dinner. The reservation is at seven. Mr. Reynes will be there at the Green Sky Hotel to escort him!" "Alright, sounds great! Do not get the timings mixed up! Remember to tell her to cup after 3.30 pm!" He had nothing else to do once he was done with his negotiation at 6 pm. He could sit down and discuss her busy schedule as well as the painting.

At the thought of it, Frederick picked up the folder then both of them made their way out of the office. After making sure that everything was in order, Doris called Giselle.

When she heard that Frederick wanted to talk to Alicia, her heart skipped a beat. She was afraid that e Alicia would have a slip of her tongue, so she did not pass the message to her nor call her. She just walked out of her office. When she arrived at Alicia's desk, she was not in sight.

"Where's Lilian?" At this time, a colleague said, "I think she went to the bathroom!"

Giselle briefly glanced at the clock and suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to collect sm documents, Hence, she turned around and went to the printing room. After collecting her documents, she heard several colleagues muttering just as she arrived at the elevator door. "Do you think I should look for Mr. Reynes or Doris? Or should I personally tell Mr. Clements?" Follow this page on Facebook to discuss and get the latest notifications about new Chapter 373 Comments Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.