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Chapter 360
She was implying if he got other tricks, he could use them immediately. She didn’t want to waste her tengaging in this petty argument.
“Okay. These are all the artworks.” Jaylen led the way with zeal.
They noticed a painting covered in red cloth hanging on the wall before them.
It was mysterious!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCamila suddenly remembered that she had previously created a painting. She couldn’t help but stare at Jaylen. “You haven't forgotten the twe spent together, have you?”
Then he turned to Isaac and scoffed, “Mr. Johnston, here’s one of my favorite paintings. You must seriously appreciate it when it is unveiled later.”
Obviously, Jaylen was deliberately provoking Isaac! Realizing this, Camila felt a little guilty. But she didn’t know why she felt that way.
ALL the people Jaylen invited belonged to the highest echelon of society.
As guests began to fill up the venue, the art exhibit made for such a grand scene.
Generally speaking, only famous painters could hold an art exhibit as lavish as this one.
After all, who would appreciate the art of an unknown artist? Let alone spend money on them.
It didn’t take long before the guests noticed that none of the paintings were signed. Someone finally asked, “Jaylen, where did you get these paintings? There’s no signature.”
Jaylen smirked smugly. “Don't worry. You'll see soon enough.”
“You'd better not disappoint us. Although whoever made these paintings is skilled with the brush, they’re worthless if they’re not signed.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJaylen remained unfazed.
“Whether the artist becomes famous or not depends on...”
He turned to glance at Isaac meaningfully.
Isaac, on the other hand, didn’t even look at him.
His eyes were trained on the paintings on the wall.
While he was by no means an art connoisseur, he could still appreciate these works of art. The paintings were so striking that it almost seemed as though one could jump right into it.
When all the guests arrived, Jaylen climbed onstage and smiled at the audience mysteriously.