
"Of course," Aiden replied proudly.
Russell already knew that Aiden would say this. Hiding a smile, he continued asking, "May I know from which friend Mr Grant bought this from?"
Upon hearing this, the excitement on Aiden's face grew. Could Russell want to meet his friend? This was an excellent opportunity for him to befriend Russell. "President Field, his name is David White, owner of the antiques market. He's quite famous. I can call him right now." Aiden smile.
"No need." Russell waved and pulled out his phone to say with a smile, "I know David White."
Of course, Russell knew David White. The man was the owner of a famous antique market, but at the same time, he had a bad reputation in the community. The reason is because David is an expert in selling counterfeit goods and counterfeit goods. He often sells his fake stuff to people who don't know better, and it looks like David has cheated Aiden.
However, Russell did not feel sorry for him. He dialed the number and said weakly, "Master White, how are you?"
On the other end of the phone came the steady voice of a middle-aged man. With the typical tone of a dishonest trader and a deliberately elevated voice, the man said, "Geez, why did Mr Russell call me so suddenly today? Did you come to see some stuff?"
David is currently in his antique market shop, sitting on his antique wooden chair while sipping tea.
"Stop all that shit and go to the Civil Gallery" Russell said rudely and hung up.
David is not angry about this. Instead, he quickly turned on his Porsche and headed straight for the Civil Gallery.
Aiden was still smiling in an attempt to flatter Russell when he said, "Mr Russell knows Mr White too? How coincidental!"
Russell said nothing but to sit at the coffee table in the corner quietly, waiting for David. He looked at Aiden like he was staring at an idiot while the boy continued to praise him.
Everyone also stood beside Russell, waiting quietly. Although they did not know why Russell called David, it must have something to do with the painting.
Suddenly, the phone rings. In a corner, Philip received a text message from Russell, reading: Mr. Clarke, please don't worry. I'll teach Aiden a lesson on your behalf.
Philip looked up to see Russell smiling at him. After thinking about it for a while, Philip decided not to stop him.
Russell's expression darkened, but he said nothing. Inside, he had already recorded Aiden's name on the list of things he hated.
In less than ten minutes, a fat short man in a suit named David White, appeared in the gallery. This man's face shone as he smiled at everyone he saw, looking like a god of laughter. "Mr Russell, I'm here. Do you need me for something urgent?" David rushed over to Russell with big strides and a flattering smile.
When Aiden saw David, he smiled and nodded at the man as a greeting. Thanks to David's painting he was able to get such high praise today.
Russell glanced at David then said weakly, "Good, David. Your business seems to be doing well."
David stunned. He bowed and replied, "That's not true. This is all thanks to Master Russell's protection."
"Hmmm!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise! Russell had slammed his hands into the coffee table and pointed at the painting on the wall in great anger. "David White, is that the painting you're selling?"
This sudden confrontation made David's entire body shudder as sweat fell down like raindrops.
Observers were also stunned to hear this, unable to understand what was going on.
David was naturally scared because it was Russell who supported him in his earlier days that he managed to make something of himself today. After her business expanded, she did not come into contact with Russell often, and they were considered to have split up.
However, David never dared to be rash in front of Russell. He quickly turned to look at the glass screen, and in an instant, his knees were limp! It was Friendship in the Spring Mountains!
Damnit damnit! He could no longer hide the fact that he had sold fake items. More importantly, the original Friendship in the Spring Mountains painting had always belonged to Russell, so the painting hanging there was definitely a fake!
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