My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 120

Yet, Madeline Saunders’ painting actually made an appearance.

Ms. Saunders was a person who was usually uninterested in mundane affairs. Why would she step down from her high horse and give her precious item to Ashlyn for auctioning?

“Tell us. Where did you get that painting from?” Hera questioned with gritted teeth.

“From Ms. Saunders,” Ashlyn replied without sparing her a glance. “Why? Is there a need for you to question who Ms. Saunders gifts her work too?”

Hera choked up, her conceited facade faltering as she looked at the painting.

As everyone knew, Ms. Saunders’ drawings were never for sale and were only gifted to certain lucky people. As such, her works were priceless.

Joseph was astounded. “Ms. Saunders is a wonderful woman. My mother — No, my family has quite a few of her paintings, all of which were gifted to my mom. Is my mother gonna be rich since the bidding is starting at ten million?”

He knew little about art and was unaware of how high the net worth of the people in the industry was.

Lucas kept getting a nagging feeling in his chest. Something was not right.

How did he not know that Ashlyn knew Ms. Saunders?

Madeline Saunders was an unparalleled beauty with an eccentric personality. However, there were also rumors that she was incredibly ugly and thus always wore a mask.

However, her talents shocked the globe.

She had many accomplishments as a pianist and was a natural talent as a painter. Painting with her left hand and playing the piano with her right was something that was unheard of.

She was worthy to be named an incomparable genius.

That was why Joseph felt dizzy. “My mom is so lucky to be associated with Ms. Saunders.”

“This painting is refreshing, painted with vibrant colors. Look at this eagle! With its feathers colored layer upon layer and the immaculate skill presenting its raw textures! Look at how peaceful and harmonious it is! Ms. Saunders’ skills for painting are indeed glorious!” the emcee rambled animatedly. It was as if he had used every vocabulary he knew of to describe the painting.

The whole painting was a stunning three meters long.

Even those who didn’t appreciate art would resonate with them after seeing this painting.

“This painting has an exquisite design and flowy brush strokes. After knowing that I wanted to participate in this charity auction, Ms. Saunders gifted this artwork to me. The true meaning behind this painting is a metaphor for the prosperity of H Nation. Under the leadership of our president, we will advance rapidly and the citizens will be harmonious and at peace,” Ashlyn said indifferently. She went on, “When it comes to charitable deeds, it doesn’t matter who does them. Ms. Saunders is just an ordinary person. She wants to contribute to this charity, and I simply happen to be acquainted with her.”

Her words were a clear indication for them to start the bidding war.

Dixon stared at her.

Her aloofness and grace astonished him.

Ashlyn walked to her seat and said to Jared, “Name a price.”NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

The latter swallowed nervously. “How much?”

“Up to you,” Ashlyn said as she yawned delicately. She felt that this charity gala was boring.

Winsor immediately butted in. “I’ll be in charge of placing the first bid. What do you say?”

He could not let a person like Jared be in charge. He had to take advantage of this situation and perform well.

“Up to you,” Ashlyn replied with the same three words.

Winsor was thrilled as he threw a glance at Jared.

“15 million.” A distinct voice was heard suddenly.

The two men froze in surprise and looked at Lucas simultaneously.

You… You married man! How dare you steal a bachelor’s thunder!

Winsor instantly became angry. If was any other day, I would have let it go. But how dare you try to steal my goddess!

What angered him the most was Lucas had made a big fuss over Tinsor beating Blair up and caused Jaquin Group’s shares to drop by three percent as his revenge.

Windsor tried to hold back his anger and retaliated with a higher bid. “16 million.”

Lucas turned around to look at Ashlyn. “How do you like my performance?”