The truth was, the landscape oil painting had cost a staggering twenty million, while the watercolor went for five.
Yasmine was at the auction in person, and McNeil made sure to record everything on video for Victoria.
By sheer coincidence, that very watercolor had once belonged to Victoria’s late mother, Edith.
At the time, there were only two landscape paintings up for bid, so McNeil recorded both.
Just as McNeil was about to let Violet present the oil painting as a gift to Mrs. Simms, he got a call from his father. That’s when he found out that the news had already gone viral—his purchase of the painting was trending everywhere.
Left with no choice, McNeil gave the oil painting to his father and handed the watercolor to Janice.
“No way,” Simms muttered, taking a closer look. Sure enough, Edith’s signature was there—and everyone knew Janice absolutely despised Edith.
Violet looked mortified, while McNeil remained perfectly composed.
Neither Simms nor Yulia could blame McNeil for the awkward turn of events, and though Janice was fuming, she didn’t dare make a scene. At least there were still the jade sculpture and the antique vase to fall back on.
“This sort of tacky thing isn’t even worth keeping,” Janice scoffed, tossing the painting aside.
Victoria was quick to snatch it up. “Exactly. Things like this shouldn’t offend Mother’s eyes. Since it belonged to her, I’ll take it home.”
Violet could only watch as Victoria spirited away the painting. McNeil took a long sip of his wine, expressionless and silent.
“Well, since it was Ms. Turner’s mother’s, let this be my welcome gift to you,” Violet managed through a forced smile, her fist clenching under the table.
Ha. She hadn’t even finalized her divorce from McNeil, and yet Violet was shamelessly offering a painting McNeil had acquired—how could she show her face?
But Victoria paid her no mind. All she cared about was reclaiming her mother’s artwork and belongings—nothing else mattered.
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