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Chapter 100 Harvey was provoking and bragging at Isaac, which left Irene feeling
unusually guilty, though she had no idea why she felt that way.
Meanwhile, it turned out that Harvey had invited everyone rich and important to the art exhibition.
While it appeared to be a grand occasion, many artists who had some degree of
reputation could put together something like that as well.
One should mention here that the works of anonymous artists tend not to receive admiration, let alone
be bought at overpriced rates.
As such, since most of the art pieces on show had no signatures, someone asked,
“Harvey, where did you find these paintings? There‘s no signature or anything...”
Harvey simply smiled. “Patience. You will soon understand the value of these pieces.”
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“You had better not disappoint us. I would acknowledge the skill and aesthetic of the pieces, but if the a
rtist is unknown, it will never be up to standard.”
Harvey kept smiling.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Now that depends on...” He allowed his voice to trailed off as he turned toward Isaac. Isaac never
looked at him, however, he was engrossed with the paintings. He was no patron of the arts, but he
admired those paintings, because they seemed to speak straight to a person’s heart.
Once everyone arrived, Harvey took the stage, acting
mysterious as he spoke, “I have two pieces as my piece de resistance–
one will be put up for auction, and anyone may bid for it if you’re interested.
The second piece, however, is the gem of this exhibition and not for sale.”
“Quit acting all mysterious!” someone snapped impatiently. “Show us
already!” Harvey personally unveiled the painting, and after everyone spotted the simple ‘K‘ signature,
and began to admire the painting. It was a
portrait of a pregnant woman standing by the window. White curtains veiled half
her visage, and she was wearing a gown over her swelling belly. Though her beauty was almost conce
aled, the silhouette was clear enough to show the motherly love in her eyes, which shone as brightly as
the stars. One could not help being captivated. Isaac
immediately recognized the person in the painting, because it was obviously Irene.
His knuckles clenched and soon eased this was his first time seeing her pregnant,
It certainly did not dull her beauty, but her air of tenderness was something he had never seen before
That was when Harvey said, “This painting is the work of a famous artist, but the lady portrayed makes
it far more valuable. Also, this is the piece which is available for sale, and the Starting bid will
be 40 million dollars.”
In fact, the portrait was the work of an artist he had hired to draw a portrait of Irene.
While she was under his custody, she would kill time by painting. That was when
Harvey found out that she was as good a doctor as she was a painter.
It made him admire her more.
Hence, to have a keepsake of her pregnancy, he thought that he should draw her. He was
no artist, however, and Irene could not draw herself. Even if photos offered a clear image,
it lacked mood and aesthetics,
As such, he worked hard to earn Irene‘s approval, giving him permission to hire K to paint a portrait of h
er pregnancy. Irene agreed to it, because she was eager to save something of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher pregnancy for the sake of posterity.
Back at the present, the crowd was in an uproar. Kwas a famous artist, but his works never sold
upward of a million.
When it was obvious that Harvey was scalping, someone snapped immediately, “Did you lose your min
d, Harvey? Do you really want money so badly you‘d sell the painting of some unknown woman
for 40 million dollars?!”
Harvey was perfectly
confident and shot back, “Others would know to appreciate fine art and its value, even if you don‘t.” As
he spoke, he was darting glances at Isaac. “Are you interested, Mr. Jefferson? If you‘re not, I don‘t min
d keeping it beside my bed and admiring it every night before I sleep.” Irene
frowned. She could feel the lust in Harvey‘s words!
“I‘ll buy it,” Isaac said.
“I expected nothing less from someone as generous as you, Mr. Jefferson. Still, this is
an auction, and the highest
bidder wins!” Harvey laughed. After losing so much to Isaac, he needed to get something back, at least.
“41 million dollars,” someone shouted just then Naturally, Harvey had arranged for that person to do so
ahead of time!