Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 128

“I didn’t think that you would be that interested in art…” I managed to say after a short pause.

“It’s my job to be interested in anything that can make a huge profit in the black market,” Hayden replied casually.

“I see…” I whispered.

“Let me make a wild guess…” Hayden said with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“About?” I asked, not quite following.

“One of the things you like about Ethan is his good sense in art, right?” Hayden asked so abruptly that all I could do was blink a couple of times at him as his words started to sink in.

Ok. I didn’t not expect Hayden to bring Ethan up. Neither did I expect him to get that right. It was true, I did like Ethan because he seemed to have a very sharp eye for art. His artwork isn’t half bad but I’ve always thought that he had a talent for appraising and commenting on art rather than creating one himself. Obviously, I have never told Hayden that before so how did he figure it out?

“How did you figure that out?” I asked suspiciously.

“Not hard. One of the main businesses of Silva is trading art and artifacts in the black market, after all. Ethan’s been dealing with stuff like that since he was a kid. I have to say he’s quite good at it,” Hayden said like it was no big surprise.

Since he was a kid? I didn’t know that…

“I never knew that. He…never mentioned it,” I replied quietly. I guess I didn’t know much about Ethan after all.

“I’m not surprised that he didn’t. As to why I’m bringing that up…” Hayden said as he tightened his hold of my hand.

Suddenly, he took my hand and placed the book that had just been delivered to him into it. I looked at the book in my hand with confusion. Why did he give this to me?

“Tell me which artwork in there interests you the most,” Hayden ordered.

“Huh? Why?” I asked in confusion.

“Just do it,” Hayden said curtly.

Not quite understanding what was going on, I opened the book and started flipping through a couple of pages. Each page contained photos of artwork followed by a short description of its history and estimated value. Of course, most of the estimated value were left blank because most of the works were not available for sale or couldn’t be priced. While I was busy looking at content of the book, Hayden was looking at his watch.

“It’s about time. Let’s go…” Hayden said softly as he took my hand in his again.