Chapter 58

The people around them started gossiping after hearing that.

Suzanne gripped the painting tightly in her hands and glowered at Wendy. Wendy was truly materialistic. She worshiped nothing but money and status.

However, Suzanne didn't waver. She held her ground and said firmly, "Wendy, your loss has nothing to do with me. I drew this for Grandma. You can explain yourself to the cops as to why my work appeared here."

Wendy paled the moment the police were brought up. She froze, not knowing what to do.

Just then, a man with a gentle voice interrupted them, "Once this ship sails into the high seas, no country's government nor its authorities has the right to interfere with the transactions made here."

Everyone turned to the source of the voice. The person who spoke was a man in his mid-thirties. He wore a white suit and a pair of golden-rimmed glasses. He carried himself in a sophisticated and elegant air.

A shiver ran up Suzanne's spine the moment her gaze landed on his handsom