Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 501 - 241: A Painting Worth Over Three Million, Just Torn Like That? (1 more)_2

Chapter 501: Chapter 241: A Painting Worth Over Three Million, Just Torn Like That? (1 more)_2

Jane Quinlan bit her lip, unsure of how to stop him, considering that for someone wealthy like him, over a million was hardly considered money.

But Jane Quinlan was rather overwhelmed.

She felt that after attending today’s auction, her values would be completely overturned.

When the price reached 3.2 million, Camila Weston raised her bid sign again.

And as expected, Kay Forrest followed suit.

Seeing Kay’s reaction, Camila Weston looked back at him with eyes sending secret affections.

In her heart, she was certain that Kay Forrest was interested in her.

Could it be because she liked this painting, so he wanted to bid on it to give it to her?

Thinking this, Camila Weston immediately felt butterflies in her stomach.

Indeed, her obscure female companion posed no threat.

The painting was acquired by him for 3.4 million.

Jane Quinlan couldn’t fathom; it was just a painting, yet there seemed so much money worth spending on it.

After the two auction items, there was a break of about fifteen minutes.

Jane Quinlan had drunk too much juice and needed to go to the restroom, and Kay Forrest insisted on accompanying her there.

While he was waiting at the door, Camila Weston slowly approached him.

"It seems Director Forrest and I have similar tastes.

I didn’t expect Director Forrest to like that beauty painting, too."

Kay Forrest raised his eyebrows mischievously and teasingly hooked her chin with his finger.

"I’m not interested in that painting.

I’m just... more interested in a certain woman who liked that painting."

Camila Weston smiled charmingly: "Is that so... It seems Director Forrest is quite a gallant man."

Kay Forrest nodded: "That’s true, the women I fancy, spending lavishly is but child’s play to me."

Camila Weston’s hand gently reached and touched his hand, playfully flirting.

"I wonder if Director Forrest is free tonight.

After the auction ends, how about we have a drink alone at my place?

I live alone..."

Kay Forrest’s hand clasped hers: "Then wait for me at the entrance after the auction ends.

My companion is about to come out, you go back first."

Camila Weston glanced towards the restroom, smiled seductively, and turned to leave.

Jane Quinlan came out just then and walked up to Kay’s side, saying, "It seemed like you were talking just now?"

Kay Forrest affectionately ruffled her hair: "Your ears must be playing tricks on you."

"Cut it out, my ears could compete with a dog’s."

"So, who would win between you and the dog?"

"Get lost," Jane Quinlan glared at him.

Kay Forrest laughed heartily; this kind of banter suited him more.

A few minutes after they returned to their seats, the auction began again.

Kay Forrest knew that Jane Quinlan was an adaptable woman.

So, in front of her, he didn’t bid on anything else.

A total of nine items were auctioned off at the auction.

After the auction ended, Kay Forrest went to pay by check and took the painting away.

He stuffed the painting into her hands: "Here, take it."

Jane Quinlan felt like she was holding a hot potato: "Just walking out like this, won’t I get robbed?

Now, I’m also a person holding over three million."

"Don’t worry, I’ve had some training too, anyone wanting to rob you would have to think twice."

"You? Had training?" Jane scoffed, skinny monkey.

Kay Forrest would not let that pass, he hooked his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.

"What, you doubt my physical stamina?

Seems like I didn’t serve my lady well enough last night.

I need to perform better tonight."

Jane Quinlan was baffled, thinking about how her legs were trembling at work today after doing it three times last night.

She quickly shook her head: "I never doubted your stamina.

I just didn’t know you had training before, you never told me."

"Well, I’m telling you now, remember it in the future."

Jane Quinlan thought to herself, this man shouldn’t be called Kay Forrest but should be called Kay Peeled-Skin.

Damn, he really knows how to bully an honest person.

"Later when we go out, I’ll give you a good show.

Just stand there, don’t ask anything, don’t say anything.

Just watch, got it?"

Jane Quinlan turned to look at him: "What are you up to now?"

"You’ll see soon, but you must listen to me, otherwise, I’ll lose, got it?"

Jane Quinlan didn’t know what he was up to.

But hearing him mention the word ’lose’, she immediately nodded her head.

No matter what, better to let him win; winning is always better than losing.

The two walked to the entrance of the venue, and the staff opened the door.

As they stepped out, Kay Forrest glimpsed Camila Weston standing there waiting for someone.

Seeing him come out with Jane Quinlan, Camila Weston hesitated and did not approach.