The Divorcee Amazed the World

It seems like saying these words repeatedly will make the wish come true.

Helena felt a faint, thread-like pain in her heart, as if bitten by ants. She wanted to hug him but restrained herself.

Both were adults, and divorce was not a child’s play. The lingering connections were too uncomfortable.

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at the Capital Hotel.

They took the elevator and arrived at the Autumn Moon Pavilion.

When they reached the door, Willis’s phone suddenly rang.

Glancing at the screen, he said to Helena, “You go in first; I’ll take this call. It’s work-related.”

Helena nodded and pushed open the door.

To her surprise, the room was filled with people.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Sitting around a large round table were Ryan, Kelly Chow, Jane Chow, Leon Chow, and a few assistants.

Kelly owned a private museum, and Jane and Leon were his children. Jane was Leon’s twin sister, born just a few minutes earlier.

Helena thought it would be just a dinner with Willis, but there were unexpectedly so many people.

The people in the room exchanged glances, and no one expected her to come.

Leon, being lively, stood up when he saw her, greeted her warmly, “Helena, why are you here?”

Leon seemed excited and introduced her to Kelly, “Dad, this is the granddaughter of Ken I mentioned to you before, Helena.”

Ryan tightened his grip on the glass bottle in his left hand.

Hearing this, Kelly’s pale eyes flashed a hint of light as he looked at Helena. “Young lady, I heard you specialize in restoring ancient paintings. Are you also skilled at imitating them?”

Helena smiled gently, “Yes.”

Kelly patted the seat beside him, “Come, young lady, sit here. Uncle has something to discuss with you.”

Helena walked over and sat down beside him.

Kelly picked up the teapot and poured tea for her, saying, “Do you know M. H’s ‘the Mount. s’?”

Helena reached for the teapot, “Let me pour it myself, Uncle. I know that painting.”

During the polite exchange, the tea was poured.

Putting down the teapot, Kelly asked with a smiling face, “Can you imitate it exactly?”

Helena thought for a moment and replied, “Yes. But that painting is a treasure stored in the Land Museum. To imitate it, I need to see it in person. The details can’t be observed from online images.”

“Alright, as long as you can imitate it exactly, I’ll offer you this amount.” Kelly raised one finger, “Ten million.”

To be honest, the price was quite high.

When Helena was in her teens, she had imitated a few ancient paintings, signed her grandfather’s name, and auctioned them. The highest bid was only five hundred thousand.

But M. H’s artistic technique was unique, and the painting needed to have that majestic atmosphere.

This ten million was not an easy sum to earn.

Thinking that Helena might find the price low, Kelly added, “As long as you can paint it exactly, I’ll add another five million. The condition is that it must be indistinguishable, making it impossible for anyone to tell the difference. If the painting is not convincing, I can only pay you a modest fee for your trouble.”

In public, Kelly owned a private museum, but in reality, he secretly sold cultural relics. In this line of work, selling cultural relics was the key to getting rich.

By offering Helena fifteen million, Kelly would still earn five million.

Thinking about this, Kelly thought she might find the price low and added, “Only if you can paint it exactly. Helena, are you interested?”

Helena agreed, “I can do it, Kelly.”