The applause finally subsided after it went on for the longest time.That woman scoffed again. "What's so great about knowing how to replicate paintings? Anyone with some artistic foundation could easily do the same. "Try painting something on your own if you're so talented. You're only skilled if you can develop your own style of painting."Holly didn't know who the woman was, but she knew someone had to be pulling the strings behind the scenes.It didn't matter who was behind her. They were all side characters who would only serve as her stepping stones. It was ironic how they still thought they were the center of the world.Holly calmly smiled and addressed the woman, "Honestly, I find it easier to create my own artwork since I can just paint as I like."But when it comes to replication, you have to put yourself in the original painter's shoes. You need to understand his mindset, find out what he was trying to express, and grasp their style."She continued, "As for why I rep
After changing, Holly walked out of the dressing room and found herself surrounded by a crowd, asking for her autograph.It was the same group of younger audiences from earlier, consisting of males and females who were predominantly younger women.Holly might look unapproachable with her unprecedented beauty, but in reality, she was incredibly modest and down-to-earth.She was smiling as she took over the pen and gave each of them her autograph. Her arm hurt from signing for a lot of them, but she didn't complain about it.That was because these people truly adored Holly, and she wanted to repay them with her sincerity.She also willingly took photos with those who asked for them.Most of the younger women were still students. They were lively and adorable, and they generously showered Holly with praise."You're amazing, miss!""You looked so cool when you were painting earlier, miss!""How did you manage to paint so well, miss?""Do you think I could be as outstanding as you
At the same time, the pointed-face woman dejectedly left the TV station. She then got into a car parked by the roadside.Samantha, whose arm was in a cast, was sitting inside the car.The woman was Jennie Spencer. She was Samantha's high school classmate and Ron's daughter.Quirina and Ron had hit it off at Samantha and Jennie's PTA conference. They felt an instant connection the moment they laid their eyes on each other.Since then, they had started their shameless lives of colluding and having an affair with each other. It went on until Ron was jailed.Jennie dejectedly told Samantha, "That Sinclair woman is too cunning, Samantha! I raised two questions following our previous arrangement, but they were both deftly defused by her. She's really getting on my nerves!"Samantha was blowing her top off. She had spent close to one million dollars to buy up three days' worth of hot trends. She even paid so many influences to share scandals about Holly faking her work.She had put in
Bryce clicked his tongue. "I'd rather be single for life."Holly was waiting for the day when she would become so outstanding that even Arthur would be impressed. She wanted him to ask her to remarry Bryce himself. But before she reached her goal, she wouldn't tell anyone about her plan that easily.It wouldn't sound realistic if she said it now. So, she coaxed Bryce, "Listen to me. It pays to do things ourselves." Bryce's aggrieved gaze flashed with self-mockery. "You always say things like that to be perfunctory."Holly quickly changed the topic. "Just remember what I've said, and don't flirt with others."Bryce promised, "Don't worry. I won't even let a female bird near me." Then, he ended the call.Evan looked at him enviously. "You sure have a great relationship with your ex-wife. You two seem to be closer after your divorce." Bryce quirked his eyebrow. "Did you have a fight with your wife again?"Evan was Bryce's cousin. He was the son of Janice, who was Arthur's
The palm-sized paper was thin like a butterfly's wing, and something was added to it to make it resilient. After so many years, it wasn't damaged or torn at all.There was a painting on the paper, and it was drawn with a fine paintbrush. There was a mountain and a lake. There was also a forest of tall pine trees. Among the trees, there was a cross. Holly figured the treasure was buried at that spot.She stared at the drawing and studied it closely for a moment. The mountain looked unique, like a phoenix. Judging by the environment, it looked like there would be a graveyard around there. The painting in Hunter's collection was naturally passed down by the Fox family.So, it had to be their graveyard, if there really was one. That would mean that the treasure was buried near the Fox family's graveyard.The treasure map was hidden between the painting cover and canvas. It was hidden well with great technique. Holly figured the treasure had to contain great fortune. Such a tempti
"I was sidetracked." Hunter closed his eyes and suppressed the bitterness in his heart. He sipped his coffee and looked at Holly. "You could've kept the map for yourself. Why didn't you do it? You could've easily found it with your intelligence and connections."Holly answered with a clear gaze, "Since I was little, my grandpa told me that we have to be honest. We shouldn't be greedy when it comes to other people's wealth." Hunter continued looking at her with a caring face. "What a good child! As expected of Mr. Sinclair's granddaughter."She faintly smiled. "Please continue enjoying your coffee. I'm going to work on the painting now.""Sure. Once you're done with the restoration, let's return to our country and find the treasure." Holly hesitated for a moment. "Do I have to go, too?" Hunter said with a smile, "You're my lucky star. You found the map, after all. If I want to find the treasure, I would have to bring you with me."Since she knew about antiques, she naturally
After 12 hours, Holly and Hunter arrived at the Fox family's hometown with the bodyguards. It was located in an old city in the northwest, and Hunter's ancestors were buried at the bottom of Mt. Phoenix, which was north of the city.The mountain looked like a phoenix's head from afar, and it looked exactly like how it was drawn on the treasure map. As expected, Holly's hunch was correct.Hunter took a picture of the map with his phone so that it would be convenient for them to look for the treasure. Then, they found a decent hotel nearby and rested for the night.The next day, they headed to the mountain in the early morning. Mt. Phoenix was surrounded by other mountains. It was the only tall mountain there. In front of the mountain was a lake, and the center of the lake reflected the mountain's peak.In archeology studies, it was a good spot to bury valuables. The Fox family's graveyard was located at the bottom of the mountain. The locals believed that burying their ancestors i
However, Bryce looked noble and elegant. Meanwhile, Tristan looked brutish. Holly could tell she couldn't afford to offend him. Tristan was carrying a huge black bag with two straps. After greeting Hunter, he took off the bag and grabbed a pile of tubes inside. Then, he deftly put them together. It became ten feet long once assembled. Looking at the tool he had put together, Holly figured it was an archaeology shovel.After putting the shovel together, Tristen put it aside. Then, he called the bodyguards, and they started running around. He lay flat and put his ear to the ground to carefully listen. In their field, they had something called differentiating noises. Graves with treasures would sound hollow and different from other spots on the ground. Of course, a skill like this would take years to master, and an ordinary person wouldn't be able to tell any slight differences.After all, some graves were a few feet deep, and some were even a few dozen feet deep.The bodyguard