Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2065 It Is a Deal

The contract was ready. After they signed it, 315 thousand was deducted from Matthew's account. He looked at Two Swallows in a Spring Pond in his hands, letting out a smile of satisfaction. Finally. Meanwhile, Tritus and Ajay were over the moon. This guy is a lamb to the slaughter.

Tritus gazed at the smile on Matthew's face. At the thought of Matthew fuming upon knowing the truth, he could not help but guffaw. "Welcome aboard, Mr. Larson! You are officially a member of The Whimsical Antiquities Emporium. Hahahaha." He wished he could just reveal the truth that the painting was a mere counterfeit.

"Mr. Larson, now that you're a member, feel free to contact me if there's any request like appraising the painting. We can reimburse the money." Ajay joined the tease by giving explicit hints. He could have almost blurted that this painting was a counterfeit.

Matthew could tell what was on their mind, hence the kind reminder. "This is Micah Wikaedal's work."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Yeah, right. That is his painting. You've struck gold, Matthew!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Larson! It is rare to replace such a treasure at The Whimsical Antiquities Emporium."

The duo cracked up so hard that their belly hurt.

Meanwhile, Matthew simply shrugged, replaceing it hard to rain on their parade. He lowered his head to keep the painting. At that moment, a figure flashed by so swiftly that even a skilled person like Matthew failed to react in time. In split seconds, the painting fell into the unbidden guest's hands.

They recognized who the person was. Tritus, who let out a belly laugh a moment ago, hushed his breath and replaced his mockery grin with a serious expression.

The person was none other than Old Mr. Bane.

Unlike Old Madam Bane's affable personality, Old Mr. Bane appeared reticent with his sophisticated grace. That was the exact reason why Tritus feared Old Mr. Bane. In short, it was because Old Mr. Bane was immune to flattery.

As Tritus had expected, Old Mr. Bane ignored his salutation as he stared at the painting in his hands. "Not bad. It truly is Micah Wikaedal's work." He placed the painting atop the table to examine it further. Then, his brows creased tightly. Unbeknownst to others, he possessed two works of The Seasons, which were Lilium in Summer Pond and Fall Leaves. Therefore, it took him one single glance to tell that Two Swallows in a Spring Pond was one of The Seasons.

Micah Wikaedal had a peculiar tendency to hide his name in each of his paintings. However, there was no sign of his name in that one.

"What's the matter, old man?" Matthew could tell that Old Mr. Bane was a skillful martial artist from his aura. Although Old Mr. Bane snatched the painting away from him, he knew that the old man was an aesthete, a passionate one at that.

At the same time, Tritus' eyes widened upon hearing how Matthew addressed Old Mr. Bane. What a bold young man. I wonder how Old Master Bane will teach you a lesson. You've dug your own grave.

To Tritus' surprise, Old Mr. Bane did not react to the way Matthew addressed him. Instead, the old man muttered dubiously, "Strange. Where did Sir Micah hide his name in this painting?"