
Fiona tries to get Mark to sit down and try to calm the man down.
“We search again later, maybe something is missed.” Fiona sat next to Mark while gently rubbing his shoulder.
Mark just nodded his head.
“If after we look for it later and have not met also I want you to paint again.” added Fiona because she could not bear to see her lover was sad and it was not a big problem for her to pose once again, the man also saw his whole body.
Two hours later Mark walked into the room and took his cell phone. He opened an online shop.
“Maybe there is something interesting here that can make my mind fresh ?” he muttered and then entered some online shops that exist.
A few minutes later the man looked surprised when he saw something until his hands seemed to tremble violently.
“What's up?” Fiona who was sitting not far from Mark was sliding her seat closer and then snatched Mark's phone. “This... this is right..”
Fiona was no less surprised by Mark and even more surprised than the man saw a painting that was sold in one of the olshops. And the painting is none other than a painting of himself, precisely Mark's lost painting.
“How can this happen ?”
Fiona then looked at the details of the painting's information.
“Elvis ?!” the pekik was further shocked after reading the information and found the man as the owner and seller of the painting.
“What ?!” Mark couldn't believe what Fiona said. She had not had time to read the details because Fiona had already snatched her phone. And now he's taken his phone back from Fiona's hands. “True him !”
Mark is not only upset but this time looks angry.
“Is it still not enough that he burned my painting gallery and now ya steal my painting let alone sell it ? This is really a violation of his name.”
Fiona just saw Mark that angry this time.
“It looks like he will get a layered article later.” Mark muttered one hour After getting out of the police station and getting back in his car.
“I hope he gets a case again and it will get heavier later.” Fiona was also upset that Elvis made everyone see his body.
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The next day the police acted. They blocked Elvis' account at one of the online sales pitches.
“I want to know today how many people will bid the painting for a high price.” Elvis murmured in the morning after breakfast.
He took out his laptop and immediately put it on the table and sat in front of him.
Clique
Elvis immediately entered his online stall at one of the olshops.
“Why today no one bids the beautiful painting?!” pekiknya when he saw no buyers who bid the painting when previously there were 50 more people who bid and he included removing the painting today whatever the price because it was high enough.
“Gosh why my account was blocked ?” peekkik Elvis again after a notification came in stating his account was blocked. “Call it.”
He immediately took his phone and contacted the admin contact number of the workshop.
“Sorry sir, after reviewing we do not dare to auction your painting here because there is a suspicion that the item is a stolen item.” said a voice from a woman on a phone after a connected call.
“What ?!” Elvis really did not expect his account to be blocked intentionally. “How did they know my painting was stolen goods?!” screeched with pale.