From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor ( Yves Jimmy)
Chapter 5

Chapter 5

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Tknew he couldn't fight and was afraid that I might hurt him, so I deliberately showed mercy"

Wilder yelled

"Ya, it's all his fault. I apologize to you on his behalf

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However, as Kenia moved closer, Wilder smelled the scent of her perfume, which immediately aroused his desire.

"Kenia, let's go to the bar to have fun. I know a newly opened bar with live shows of well-known singers, and it's a very stylish place"

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Kenia hesitated.

She was no longer a kid, and she knew what Wilder wanted to do.

If they actually went to a bar and had a few drinks, they might become even more intimate under the effect of the alcohol.

Although she liked Wilder very much, she didn't want to sleep with him tonight because she still needed to prove that Wilder was worthy of her love.

"Kenia, what are you afraid of? Do you not believe in me? If you don't go, I will be mad at you.

"Besides, your cousin hit me. If it wasn't for your sake, how could I let him go? Just make it up to me, will you?"

Judy also chimed in, "That's right, Kenia. Let's hit the bar together."

"Okay, okay."

Kenia nodded hesitantly.

"Let's go!"

Wilder's eyes lit up immediately, and he gently placed his hand on Kenia's shoulder.

On the other side, Leonard had already left the marital art center, then came to the nearby antique market.

Ibrahim gave him a company and a villa, and Leonard knew he loved antique diamonds the most. Therefore, Leonard intended to buy a decent gift and give it to Ibrahim when they met again.

As soon as he walked into the shop, he saw an old man bargaining with the shop owner.

"Mr. Garcia, this is obviously an imitation of the 15th century. The original painting is still in the Fairedge Museum. You actually want me to spend 20 thousand dollars on an imitation. That's too much!" The old man was wearing a suit and a pair of leather shoes. His hair was slightly gray, and he wore a pair of gold-frame gla**es.

There were also two bodyguards next to him. It wasn't difficult to tell that this old man wasn't ordinary.

David Garcia was wearing a hat and a vest, which seemed very old-fashioned.

Besides, there was a big mole on his lips, making him look like a profiteer.

At this moment, David laughed and said, "Not at all, Mr. Lambert. Although this painting is an imitation, it is from 15th century, so it is still an antique. You know that very well!

"And since I named my price, you can also name yours. If you do, maybe I'll sell it to you at a cheaper price!"

"Ten thousand dollars."

Waylon Lambert raised a hand.

David shook his head.

"Mr. Lambert, that's too harsh. Besides, you're so wealthy, and your a**ets are worth over two billion dollars. Why do still care about such little money?"

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Waylon chuckled.

"My a**ets came at a price. Besides, I think this painting is only worth ten thousand dollars."

David insisted, "Sixteen thousand dollars, and that's my final offer."

Waylon hesitated for a moment and put the painting down.

"David, you should sell it to someone willing to pay for it."

Leonard glanced at the painting, and his eyes lit up. He walked forward excitedly.

"I'll take it for 16 thousand dollars."

Waylon, who had just put down the painting, was stunned.

But David seemed delighted.

"Young man, that's wonderful. Would you like to pay by card?"

"Sure."

Leonard threw his bank card on the counter.

Waylon finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Young man, I know I shouldn't say this since you've decided to buy this painting. But I'm very certain that this painting is only worth ten thousand dollars. You might suffer a loss if you buy it for 16 thousand." Leonard laughed when he heard Waylon's words.

"Not at all. Instead, I can earn more than a million dollars if I buy this painting."

"What?"

Waylon couldn't help laughing.

"Young man, you don't think you can earn a million dollars by buying a cheap painting and waiting for a miracle to happen, do you?

"I've already said that this is just an imitation of the 15th century, painted by an unknown painter.

"I offered ten thousand dollars, which was already a high price. And now you're saying that you can earn a million dollars after buying it. You can't even identify

antiques, young man. Why do you have to waste your money?"

The two bodyguards behind Waylon also looked at Leonard with disdain.

But at this moment, David was afraid that Leonard would go back on his word, so he swiped Leonard's bank card on the machine directly.

After the payment was successfully made, David packed the painting up for Leonard.

"Wait a moment."

Unexpectedly, Leonard stopped David. "Mr. Garcia, do you know how to mount a painting?"

David immediately laughed.

"Very funny, young man. I've been relying on this skill to make a living. Of course, I can mount a painting!

"Why did you ask? Do you want it mounted? Four hundred dollars, and I'll get it done!"

"Come on. I've already spent 16 thousand dollars on your painting. Why can't you mount it for free?"

Leonard laughed.

David shook his head.

"It's quite hard to mount a painting, and four hundred dollars is a fair price. I'll mount it and put it in a superior frame. You don't need to worry about the quality."

David said solemnly.

After all, he still refused to lower the price.

"Then four hundred dollars it is. But before you mount it, I need you to remove the frame inside. I want to check the back of this painting."

The painting was nailed to a wooden frame, and if it needed to be mounted again, the frame inside must be removed. Hearing Leonard's request, David couldn't help but chuckle.

He understood what Leonard meant. Leonard must believe that he could replace the painter's autograph behind the painting after the frame was removed.

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David specialized in selling antiques, but he didn't replace anything abnormal about this painting. Thus, he believed that Leonard was probably daydreaming. "Young man, I can remove the frame inside as long as you pay."

"Alright. Just do it. I'll pay you as we agreed."

"Okay.

David immediately brought over some tools.

Then, he took out a tiny hammer and used the sharp end to dig out the nails on the back of the painting.

The nails were already a bit loosened, so it wasn't very hard to dig them out.

After a moment, the nails on one edge of the painting were all dug up.

Waylon was about to leave, but he couldn't help but stop, staring intently as David dug up the nails.

David stretched out and brushed off the nails. Then, an edge of the painting was fully exposed.

However, there was no autograph behind the canvas.

If the secret of this painting could be exposed so easily, then the effort of the person who had mounted it would be in vain.

"Young man, now you know that it's not easy to identify the real treasure. You should go back and study about antiques before you purchase anything else. I'm sure you've learned

a lesson after wasting those 16 thousand dollars."

Waylon shook his head. He sounded like he was lecturing Leonard.

David couldn't help but put on a smug look.

If Leonard actually found the painter's autograph, David would embarra** himself and suffer a huge loss. But now, he felt much relieved.

Unexpectedly, Leonard remained calm and ordered flatly, "Keep going."

"Well..."

David hesitated.

"I've already removed part of the nails, but you haven't found what you want. If you can't replace anything after the frame is fully removed, you can't ask for a refund." "Don't worry. I won't do that."

Leonard said impatiently.

David thought, "This young man really doesn't know when to give up."

He shook his head and picked up the hammer again.

Waylon also felt speechless.

Soon, the nails on the second edge were removed.

Seeing that there was still nothing behind the canvas, David put on a smug smile again.

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