CHAPTER 18
"MAN, THAT SHIT is ugly." Paxton groaned from his bed.

"That's art, Paxton Sullivan," Jeff said.

"Well, art is ugly," Paxton said. Making all of them laugh.

Jon had come to the penthouse a few hours ago, finalizing the plan he had against Maxim in his head. He was so deep in thought that he had forgotten about his friends whom he had left here earlier that night.

As soon as he remembered them, he pulled the sculpture to the west wing where his friends were with Paxton. Paxton was awake so they all had their say on the sculpture.

Jeff has said, "It depicts a lot. The sculptor is talented."

Rick had said, "It looks weird. Weird and creepy."

And Paxton had said, "Man, that shit is ugly."

The 'dejected lad' sculpture sat in the middle of the room, reflecting light on its shiny black surface.

"How much did you say you got it again?" Rick asked Jon, who stood at the doorway with a hand in his pocket.

"250 million dollars." He answered nonchalantly.

The amount sent Paxton into a cou
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