Chapter 294


    Janine then thought about her brat of a son who had nearly gotten an unknown woman to be her


    daughter-inw. It infuriated her so much… Thinking of this, she could not help wanting to stuff


    Zephyr back into her womb!


    …


    “Cordelia, look at that painting!”


    Cordelia followed X’s gaze.


    The oil painting was big and took up a good portion of the wall. The strokes were abstract and


    dreamy as they seemed to paint a forest and arge, lifelike firefly pping its wings.


    Cordelia looked at the signature and saw that it was a famous artist from Southeast Aciatic.


    “Mom, do you like this painting?”


    X did not answer her as she fell deep in thought withplex emotions ying in her eyes.


    “Cordelia…” She asked with a hoarse voice after a long time, “Do you know where this is?”


    Cordelia shook her head in confusion.


    She had no idea that this was a private forest in Southeast Aciatic where her mother had grown up.


    The artist who had painted this piece used to paint her mother’s portrait too.


    The sight of this painting took X back to those carefree days. Her eyes turned red, and she


    asked Cordelia, after a moment, “Can we buy this painting?”


    N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    Cordelia froze as she looked at it carefully. ‘It should be rather expensive. If we were to buy it…’


    Still, she rarely saw X liking something so much. She smiled and nodded at her mother before


    asking the staff about it.


    It was unexpected when a voice spoke up next to her, “I’ve already bought this painting. Miss, I


    came first.”


    Cordelia paused and snapped her head back to see Janine. She could not help being stunned.


    The woman before her was in her middle age, but she maintained herself well. There was an


    elegance in the way she carried herself. With a small smirk, her eyes were unfazed when she


    removed her sunsses, and she exuded an authoritative presence.


    The staff exined, “Miss, Madam Baker here indeed came in touch with us first and gave a


    reasonable price.”


    “Oh…” Cordelia nodded. “I’m sorry for interrupting. Excuse me.”


    “You like this painting too?” Janine looked at her.


    Cordelia chortled. “I don’t know much about it, but my mother likes it.”


    Janine paused and looked toward the rest lounge, realizing that it was the pair of mother and


    daughter she was envious of earlier.


    Cordelia asked politely, “Madam, I know you’ve bought the painting, but can I take a photo of it for


    my mother?”


    Janine was rather surprised. She had thought that the girl would make her feel guilty and ask her to


    give up on the painting in the name of filial piety or aggressively offer a higher price to buy the


    painting. After all, she had seen too many of these so-called socialites in her circle, and she knew


    too well how to handle them.


    It was just a surprise that the girl did not act as expected when she was already ready with


    counterattacks.


    Janine scanned Cordelia from head to toe. The girl was fair and fresh with a gentle demeanor. Her


    eyes were clear and pure, like they had magic and caused one to look into them involuntarily.


    Even though she had already bought the painting, it was still in the gallery and unmoved. Anyone


    who passed by could take photos of it. Yet, this girl was asking for her permission.


    A rare smile broke on Janine’s face.


    “You want to take a photo of it for your mother?”