Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 778

Everyone present heard the words that came out of Elaine's mouth.

Not only Morgan but even Ruben and Vincent were stunned.

A person who could accurately recognize the master's painting with just one glance was either from that profession or was knowledgeable in that field.

But she was only a little babysitter, so no matter how they looked at it, those two aspects had no relation at all.

How was she able to tell at a glance that this was Master Black's painting then?

Curiously, Ruben raised his eyebrows and asked, "Elaine, how did you managed to recognize this painting?"

Embarrassedly, Elaine rolled up the painting and said with a smile, "I was just spouting nonsense. What I've said might be wrong."

As she spoke, she wanted to return the painting to Morgan.

However, Morgan was very excited as he thought that she must have the same interest as him.

Immediately, he asked, "Miss Jacob, are you also interested in Master Black's painting? You can't be spouting nonsense. You had recognized Master Black's painting at a glance. There's no way that you were spouting nonsense!"

Under the passionate gaze of Morgan, Elaine didn't know what to say, and she could only seek help by looking at Dr. Perkins.

That pitiful gaze of hers was clearly saying, "Dr. Perkins, why don't you control your subordinates..."

Meanwhile, Vincent smiled with interest. "Don't look at me like that. I'm also curious how did you manage to recognize this painting."

His response left Elaine tongue-tied.

In the end, she had no choice but to be honest, "I did recognize this painting, and I also know that it belongs to Master Black. But it's common, right? I mean, who wouldn't know about Master Black's painting?"

Immediately, Ruben raised his hand and replied, "Well, not for me."

Then, Vincent also chimed in. "I don't know about it either."

The servant beside her also shook her head in confusion. "I barely know anything about paintings."

Again, Elaine was speechless.

After that, no matter how she explained, Morgan didn't believe that she knew nothing about paintings. In fact, as if he had met a bosom friend, he took out all the painting that he had collected and placed it in front of her as if he was presenting his treasure.

"Miss Jacob, have look at these. What do you think?"

Since Ruben and Vincent didn't know much about paintings, they had no idea who the painter was.

Furthermore, in their eyes, no matter these paintings were priceless or cheap goods, they all looked the same.

As Elaine tilted her head and sized up the paintings, she seemed a little hesitant.

At that moment, Morgan could tell that she was hesitating, so he smiled and said, "Miss Jacob, feel free to tell me your thoughts. Just give it a try. Since you're still young, it's okay if you couldn't

recognize it."

With a nod, Elaine replied, "I'll casually give it a guess then. Morgan, if I'm wrong, please don't laugh at me."

"Don't worry. I definitely won't." Happily, Morgan chuckled.

A moment later, Elaine pointed to two paintings

placed on the edge of the table and said, "These two are the early works of Master Black, whereas this painting which consists of mountains, rivers, and birds is painted by Mr. Moore. Also, this one looks a bit like the paintings of Mr. Rees, but the color of the painting seems to be slightly off."

Not only did she accurately recognize these paintings, but she also knew who the artist was.

At that moment, Morgan wasn't just surprised. Instead, he was dumbfounded. "Miss Jacob, how do you know all these? Also, this painting of Mr. Rees, do you think... it's counterfeit?"

In the meantime, Vincent and Ruben sat on the couch and watched everything happened as if it was a show.

Clearly, it piqued Ruben's interest. Never did he expect that Elaine would turn out to be a professional.

As Vincent stared at her pretty face, he had a strange feeling in his heart. Although his gaze was fixated on her, he couldn't hear what their conversation was about. All he had in mind was just that Elaine was an interesting young lady.

It's been so many years since he had been at peace with everything, but now there was finally someone that made him feel interested.

Perhaps his decision to return to Beachmarsh City this time was not completely wrong.

As a collector, what Morgan feared most was that others would say that his collection was counterfeit.

In fact, Elaine knew that her words might upset Morgan, so she quickly waved her hand and said, "Morgan, that's not what I meant. These can't be counterfeits. I barely know anything about these paintings, so it's just a casual remark of mine. Morgan, don't take it to heart."

As she said this, she tried to change the subject. "We're not done with the books outside yet, so I should go and help. Dr. Perkins, you guys can go ahead..."

Hurriedly, Morgan stopped her. "Miss Jacob, you're right. This painting is indeed a counterfeit."

Taken aback, Elaine was at a loss for words.

It had never occurred to her that she had made a right guess.

Should she say something to comfort him then?

However, Morgan did not seem to be angry from embarrassment after he realized that his collection was a counterfeit. Suddenly, Elaine thought of something and asked cautiously, "So you knew that this painting was fake?"

With a smile, he replied, "Indeed. This painting was so similar to the real one, so I didn't realize it at first, but I found out about it later."

It was then that Elaine breathed a sigh of relief.

With a keen gaze, Morgan stared at her and uttered, "But I'm surprised that you were able to identify at a glance that this painting is a fake one."This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Embarrassed, she replied, "It was just a wild guess."

"If it really was a wild guess, but you still managed to guess it correctly, I also hope that I could have the ability to make wild guesses like you."

Awkwardly, Elaine smiled, but she knew that they didn't believe her.

Suddenly, Ruben, who was standing by the side, asked curiously, "Have you learned anything about paintings before?"

Confused, Elaine shook her head. "No, I haven't. I've never even attended university, so I've never learned about any of these..."

"Then how did you know there was something wrong with the painting?"

"Uh, back then, when I was studying in my hometown, there was a small library next to the school. When I had the time, I would go to the library to read. There was an old man in the bookstore, and he noticed that I was interested in paintings, so he taught me how to distinguish real

from fake."

Back then, Elaine had an interest in paintings, and the old man had a whole collection of them. The library was divided into two floors, and one of them was specially dedicated to his collection of paintings.

Since he lived alone, whenever he was sick, there would be no one to take care of him. Therefore, whenever Elaine had that time, she would go over to help him.

In those few years, she had a close relationship with the old man. Whenever she went over, he would teach her how to paint and write, as well as distinguish whether the painting was fake.

That was why she was able to tell with a single glance that which painting was fake.

After Morgan heard her words, he was very excited. "It seems that the old man is an expert at this. If I were to have a chance in the future, I really should visit him."

However, it has been a few years since Elaine went home, so she had no idea how was the old man. In fact, she also wanted to go back to see him.

"Well, if I were to have to chance to go home in the future, I can bring you along if you want to."

Immediately, Morgan agreed and said, "Okay,

sure."

It was not until she finished these words that they let her go. As Morgan kept his paintings again, Elaine held Vincent's hand and whispered, "Dr. Perkins, to be honest, the painting by Master Black was also fake, but I saw that Morgan seemed to like the painting the most, so I didn't dare to tell him about it."

When she whispered to Vincent in a low voice, she seemed so cute, and he could not help but lower his voice and replied, "You're right. Morgan really loves the painting very much, and he spent a lot of money to buy it."

After that, Vincent told her the price by showing it with his fingers.

Immediately, Elaine's eyes widened in shock. "No way. How could he spend so much for it?"

Even if she didn't eat or drink for the rest of her life, she wouldn't be able to earn that amount of money.