Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee
Chapter 240

Chapter 240 How Many Things Does She Know

Everyone then looked in the direction Lloyd was pointing.

Upon looking at the wall, everyone saw a beautiful bamboo painting.

The bamboo poles resembled bows which were full of elasticity. Meanwhile, the bamboo leaves were like swords, poised and ready to strike. With just a few strokes, the artist vividly captured the bamboo standing tall against the wind, immersing the viewer in the scene. It was if they could smell the fresh fragrance of the bamboo forest and the pleasant aroma of the surrounding plants.

Lloyd's eyes widened in astonishment. "Isn't this the famous painting Ink Bamboo by the renowned traditional painter in our country, Morgan Herrera? I thought I'd never see it again, but I can't believe it's right here..."

Morgan Herrera was just the pen name of the artist, who has always been quite mysterious. The artist only published their artwork under this pseudonym.

Plus, Morgan's paintings were rare, with each piece commanding an extraordinarily high price.

Even so, many people still flocked to it. Lloyd could still remember the fortunate encounter he had with Morgan's painting at the exhibition five years ago.

But later on, the artist disappeared, and no one knew what the person was up Even though Lloyd had gained some connections by following Gavyn, he had never seen the real artwork of Ink Bamboo. He didn't expect to encounter it through Aylin.

Gavyn's eyes lit up as well; Morgan Herrera was also one of his favorite artists.

"The brushwork is strong and vigorous, reminiscent of the robustness of the past. The balance of light and shade is just right, and there's an elegant touch inherited from back in the day. It's refined, beautiful, and transcends the mundane. It's truly a rare gem in the world of traditional painting in our country." Gavyn was surprised to replace that Aylin shared his taste and couldn't help but praise the artwork. "The paintings by this artist are rarely exhibited to the public, and they're usually not available for purchase." Surprisingly, Aylin had one here, and it was even the artist's first masterpiece. Could it be that she has some special connections?

Gavyn turned to Aylin and said, "If you know Morgan Herrera, could you possibly introduce me to him? I really admire his painting The Galloping Horse and would love to add one to my collection." Daniel couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he listened to Gavyn praising Morgan Herrera's paintings and expressing his desire to collect them.

That was just a piece of artwork their young lady had created when she was only eighteen years old.

Ms. Koch is so talented!

Upon hearing Gavyn's request, Aylin neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply said indifferently, "I do know her."

Gavyn's heart stirred slightly. "Then I'll have to trouble you."

After all, it was a great fortune to be able to collect the artwork of one's favorite artist.

"Not at all, but I have one condition. Mr. Delacruz has to exchange the information on the market trends of the zardozi industry that you've been researching these days."

Gavyn was momentarily stunned by Aylin's initial quick agreement. Then, he couldn't help but laugh. "You really are a cunning businesswoman."

Aylin chuckled and didn't continue the conversation. She simply wanted Gavyn to back off, not really expecting him to agree to such an unreasonable request. "Stop standing. Take a seat."

The two people sat face to face at the table, with Lloyd and Daniel each sitting next to their respective bosses.

"Participating in the collaboration requires investing some cash flow first. That's not a problem, right?" Aylin quickly confirmed the most important matter.

Gavyn raised an eyebrow. "Of course that it's not a problem.".

Aylin nodded, swiftly taking the documents from Daniel's hands. One by one, she laid out the data sheets and file records on the table, presenting them openly and methodically.

"This is our project plan, and here is the price list of all the zardozi products that have appeared in the luxury line in recent years."

Aylin pointed to the part with the underlined emphasis. "Since we are collaborating, we are a community of shared interests. When it comes to promotion, we will need your company's help in running the campaign, so that we can achieve a win-win situation for both parties."

She was speaking seriously.

Surprisingly, Gavyn found himself lost in thought.

Aylin's attire that day was not overly assertive, yet it maintained a gentle charm that was characteristic of her femininity. Her speech and actions were crisp and efficient, without any hint of indecisiveness, exuding the demeanor and poise of a mature high-level executive.

Compared to her cautious and submissive demeanor during her marriage, Aylin had now transformed completely, like a phoenix breaking free from its cage and being reborn through fire. Aylin was dazzling and beautiful.

Plus, she was captivating.

Gavyn could hardly connect the woman before him with the one he had known a few months ago.

Before, Gavyn used to think of her as an unrefined, uncultured country material girl.

In that moment, Gavyn was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions, regretting that he had misjudged her before and failing to truly cherish this delicate and captivating rose.

"Those are the precautions, Mr. Delacruz. Do you have any objections or other thoughts?" Aylin's red lips moved as she looked at Gavyn.

Gavyn came back to his senses, quickly glancing at the terms of the contract.

After a moment of silence, he spoke. "Not much. Just a little."

Aylin raised her eyebrows. "Where?"

"The part about the profit sharing."

Gavyn pointed at it and continued in a deep voice, "A 50-50 split doesn't seem quite fair."

Aylin thought he would complain about the amount being too low. Instead, she heard him say, "I've made quite a few mistakes in the past, which led to your company to misunderstand about me. To express my apologies, I'm willing to split the profits 60-40. There's no need to return the deposit too. For the subsequent dividends, I'll also give an additional 20% to the Koch Group."

Lloyd's eyes widened as he listened from the side. He couldn't believe it. After all, this was the first time he had seen someone so eager to make concessions during a negotiation for cooperation!

Aylin was momentarily stunned, but then she smiled and asked, "Have you thought it through, Mr. Delacruz?"

"Thoughtfully considered."

"Thank you very much," Aylin accepted graciously.

I won't be a fool and miss out on making money, especially when it's the apology and compensation I rightfully deserve!

Lloyd watched from the side, his eyebrows twitching in response.

Gavyn had always negotiated for the company's best interests, fighting for what was right. But this time, it was different. He changed his principles just to win the heart of a beautiful woman. So, you still claim that you're not hung up on Aylin, huh?

"If there are no further objections, we can sign the contract now." Aylin was the first to sign her name. Then, she stood up, approached Gavyn, and handed him the contract.

In that instant, as a familiar faint fragrance wafted toward her, Aylin subconsciously raised her eyebrows and was momentarily lost in thought.

Not only him, but Daniel also smelled it and subconsciously said, "That's such a familiar scent. What is that smell..."

Gavyn casually pulled a small sachet from his pocket and asked, "Are you talking about this?"

Lloyd was speechless.

All right. So that's what it's for!

Aylin was stunned.

She had thought that Gavyn had despised her deeply before. With that many misunderstandings, she thought he must have thrown away all her belongings. Why did he still keep this sachet?

It doesn't matter if he kept it. The scent must have faded after all this time. Why did he even bother bringing it out?

Her delicate features were slightly contorted, and her expression momentarily became somewhat complex.

"Are you still carrying this around?"

"Before, I didn't notice the many gifts you gave me. Later, I found them in the bedroom."

Gavyn looked at the woman earnestly. "I really like this scent, but unfortunately, it has faded a bit now. Can you still replace the artist who made this perfume for you? I'd like to have another sachet with the exact same fragrance."

Aylin was speechless.

So, he is taking opportunity to replace someone.

Aylin's face turned pale. "I forgot who it was."

Upon being rejected so bluntly, Gavyn couldn't help but choke up.

Aylin looked at Gavyn, who clearly didn't know what to say, and snorted dismissively.

Upon seeing Aylin's expression, a thought actually flashed through Gavyn's mind.

Is it possible that this sachet was made by Aylin herself? She didn't just search for fragrances in one place; perhaps she even created her own recipe.