Xyla Quest then gently reached for Sharon Lindt’s hand.

Sharon smiled. “I know that you have your reasons.”

Instantly, the entire lobby was silent…

Right then, the obese, middle-aged man walked up to Xyla. “Lady… After this, may I admire this painting of yours for a moment?” he asked.

Xyla smiled at the man. “Sure,” she said.

“Do you also suspect that this is a case of a painting within a painting? Was that why you bid for it?” the obese, middle-aged man asked curiously.

Sure enough, this