His Dangerous Love

Chapter 72 Elianna Decides to Sell the Picture

Chapter 72 Elianna Decides to Sell the Picture

Treasures Gallerie is the most famous treasure shop in Oakpool. Almost all the major items from auctions came from here.

When Elianna set foot there for the first time, she found it was not as luxurious as she had imagined, and more like an old bookstore.

There was a half-person-high counter at the door. A bald man is sitting inside and taking a nap.

"Excuse me. Is the boss here? Excuse..."

Elianna called the man several times, but he didn't respond but snored.

Well...

She raised her voice slightly. "Hello?"

A voice sounded from behind the wooden stairs not far away.

"Stop wasting your energy. He is deaf."

When Elianna walked around the old wooden shelves in the store, the floorboards under her feet made a squeaky sound.

After the stairs was a balcony.

On the rocking chair, a man in a flowered shirt covered his face with a book and casually waved a folding fan.

Anyone who knew anything about antiques would be shocked to see this situation.

Because both the folding fan and the book covering the man's face were genuine antiques that were worthy of being heirlooms.

But to the man, they were no different from ordinary objects and played the most ordinary roles.

The man took away the book, revealing his excessively white face. Then, he yawned, glanced at Elianna, and closed his eyes.

"To buy and sell?"

His question was indescribably weird, but he looked too calm, so Elianna didn't care too much.

"I would like you to help me evaluate an item."

She found the picture of the Plum Blossoms on her mobile phone. The man glanced sideways and said within a few seconds, "20 million dollars for the open way and 1.2 million dollars for the dark way."

Elianna humbly asked, "What are the open way and the dark way?"

The man finally sat up, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

He looked Elianna up and down and said, "You are Ms. Gentry." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Elianna was stunned for a moment. "How did you know?"

"The last buyer of this painting was Brice. Now that it appears in your hands, either it is a gift or you steal it. You are not like a thief, so it must be a gift. I know the rest of the Larsen family, except you, who just married into the family."

Hearing the man reveal her background in a few words, Elianna became more alert.

The man stretched his waist, pouted his mouth to let her sit down, and poured a cup of coffee for her.

"Don't worry. If the item is genuine, I will buy it even if you steal it from me. You can ask around to ensure my professional ethics."

Speaking of this, Abraham suddenly became curious. "Do you want to transfer the wealth of the Larsen family secretly or support your lover?"

Hearing this, Elianna almost choked. She put down the cup she didn't drink and calmed down before speaking.

"Would you like to accept another kind of transaction?"

"Another kind of?"

Abraham gave her a lewd wink and smiled, "About sex?"

Elianna should have felt offended but found it a little funny.

Maybe because Abraham said it too bluntly and Elianna thought he was candid.

"I didn't mean that. I mean..."

After the negotiation, Abraham was not interested.

"Although this could be a good show, it has nothing to do with me, and I might get into trouble."

"I can pay you."

"Pay me."

Abraham suddenly thought of something and stared at Elianna with bright eyes.

"If Ms. Gentry is willing to accompany me tomorrow afternoon, I will consider it."

"Accompany you?"

Elianna restrained her smile. "I'm sorry. I may not be able to accept the sex trade."

"Oh, I didn't mean that."

Abraham looked at her with disapproval.

"I want you to accompany me somewhere."

"Well..."

Seeing Elianna's hesitation, Abraham waved his hand. "As long as you accompany me, I won't ask you to pay me but help you. How about it?"

Elianna couldn't refuse this request, so she thought it over and agreed.

However, she made an agreement with him about his behavior.

Abraham agreed.

After Elianna left, Abraham dialed a number.

"I've found a girl. I won. You must come tomorrow!"

A man answered him sarcastically, "I can't think of any sane woman who would dress up as Mickey Mouse and attend a weird cartoon dance party with you without any compensation."

Abraham laughed wildly, "Never mind. I got her. Mr. Larsen, you won't play tricks, will you?"