Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 662

Chapter 662 You Don’t Keep the Bet

John ignored Aydin’s politeness and turned to Darrius. He said with a faint smile, “Baldy, what else do you

want to say?”

Baldy?

Darrius twitched his mouth and asked Karima, “Miss Suma, are you sure the painting is authentic of Master

of Clouds?”

“Certainly.”

Karima gave an affirmative answer. Then, she remembered something and said, “By the way, Mr. Darrius, you

have a bet with Mr. Lopez. You lost.”

Darrius twitched his mouth again.

He looked down at the painting.

Then, Darrius looked at John, who was triumphant.

Darrius could hardly believe that Master of Clouds was so young.

“He must be cheating. He displayed Master of Clouds’ painting and made us believe he painted it.

“A painting of a high standard could be drawn in less than three minutes. Who would believe that?”

Hearing Darrius’s words, everyone around looked at John with suspicion.

They could hardly believe John drew a wonderful painting in less than three minutes.

Moreover…

When John painted, they saw John’s movements but didn’t see what he painted. Therefore, Darrius’ suspicion was reasonable.

Soon, Karima’s words shattered their doubts.

“That’s impossible. The painting had not dried yet. If it is prepared in advance, it is impossible for this to happen.

“Moreover, it is impossible for such a coincidence that Mr. Lopez just prepared this work in advance.”

John’s painting was drawn in comparison with the fake. If he prepared in advance, he had to know Darrius would send the fake.

Was it possible?

John had never seen Darrius before, and no one knew Darrius would send a fake copy of Master of Clouds as a birthday present.

Therefore, the painting must have been painted by John.

John must be Master of Clouds.

Karima was sure

Darrius was unwilling to give in. Seeing that, John smiled and said, “Isn’t it easy to verify whether it is a painting drawn by me on the spot?”

The painting was drawn in a few minutes. Since they didn’t believe it, it was no big deal to draw another one.

Just as John was about to paint, Aydin waved his hand and said, “No need. We believe Mr. Lopez is Master of

Clouds.”

It was almost a certainty, but Darrius could hardly accept it.

Aydin looked at Darrius and said, “Darrius, you should admit defeat. Why don’t you apologize to Mr. Lopez?”

“President Suma…”

“Apologize to Mr. Lopez.”