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 man also had suspicions of there being a painting within a painting…

Xyla still smiled. “Well… Yes.”

The obese, middle-aged man instantly laughed. “You have good eyes. If I had enough money, I would have made a gamble today.”

Xyla looked the man up and down. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, and he looked nothing like the celebrities here.

It looked like he was here to purchase auction items on behalf of his boss. He was not some famous, powerful, or rich individual. Indeed, he didn’t seem