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Ethan stand in his ground that his painting is the original whole Damon on the other believes he must be insane claiming his own is fake.
“Ethan really? What is your agenda wanting to disgrace our family name and bring us shame now” Mrs Richard is already in their table.
He really do not have anything to say the old man he just know that he’s never going to back down one bit, his painting his real and he knows how much he had put into it.
The whole crowd keeps murmuring, the certainty that Ethan had brought a fake painting is very high, many of them already knows he has nothing.
Where would he see money to get original painting? How could he claim that his paintings is real? “You really wants to disgrace us after almost bring down my daughter business right?”
Mrs Richard starts getting annoyed the more, Ethan is doing just great and perfect in bringing down their family name.
Gracie is confuse as hell, how could he be adamant that his painting is real? He could have just apologies and things won’t escalate to this extent.
Mrs Richard gets walks down from her seat staring at the two painting, “It’s really hard to tell which is original”She said and everyone face dropped.
They had thought she would be able to tell which is fake, “No panic since Mr. Macron will soon be here so I’m sure we will know then” The old lady said going back to his seat.
Gracie could feel the tension dying down preparing to hit them later very hard if the painting turns out to be fake.
“Just know that my daughter would be divorcing you once it’s announced that you brought a fake painting!” Mrs Richard said angrily.
She have never liked him anyways and she’s not surprised with his arrogant behavior claiming what is not his and shaming their family.
Ethan swallows hard trying to hold back his tears, he has always do things to make sure he doesn’t disgrace Gracie, he could swear that he loves her with everything in him.
He believes things are okay between them this morning when she had come to his door step and told him to get the birthday gift for her grandma but it’s seems not.
She’s trying to avoid hun disgracing her by buying cheap gift in the first place.
They finally welcome Mr Macron, he’s the youngest yet the most successful artist, he is not the type to be seen everywhere beside he travels a lot.
The old woman birthday is just one the occasion he had to squeeze himself tight to attend, Ethan seeing the young men believe he would at least be truthful.
The old woman welcome him with a warm smile, not wanting to jump into conclusions of making him define the original art while he present his gift to her.
It’s a painting and a beautiful painting at that, “Wow!” Everyone marvel at the painting.
It’s look’s expensive and they are curious to know the worth of the painting too.
“It’s beautiful, thanks so much son” The old woman hugs him gently.
She flash him a warm smile before taking him to the two paintings, “Wow, wow, wow!,Where do you find this piece?” Mr Macron covered his mouth with his palm.
“My guest gifted them to me and I will like you tell us which is the original” The old woman said to him.
“It’s obvious, here is the original worthing about $10 million! One true piece and it’s clear, as we can all feel the emotion and feelings in this one while other one is empty and void”
Mr macron explain to them making them all going silent, “You mean to say this is a copy of this?” Gracie Grandma ask to be sure of what she heard.
“Believe me! If this is stage for audition many would want it and the worth will skyrocket above that! It’s a beautiful gift and I will love to see who gifted you this” Mr Macron ask her.
“Sure you can meet him, he’s my grand daughter husband” She said with her full chest.
“Please let me meet him, even his painting is worth more than mine and had I know I will have prepared myself better” Mr Macron replied and She laughs leading him to Ethan.
The two of them shook hands and starts talking almost immediately, Gracie still couldn’t believe her ears.
Ethan did get her grandma painting worth more than $10 million? How is that even possible!
Mrs Richard on the other hand is happy that he had manage to change how they look at their family now yet annoyed to where he could get the money to get gift worthing so much money.
She will make sure to teach him lesson later,how could he spend so much on gift when he couldn’t even bring in anything.
Yet he could spend so much!, Damon on the other hand is trying to bolt in his jealousy.
He swear to get the heads of those people that sold him the painting rolling on the floor.
The way Mr Macron and Ethan were talking keeps getting him piss off more,the now see him as a important person and have their family names on everyone lips.
Gracie on the other hand talking to her grandfather about Ethan all along, he might be right after all.
He might not have another part of him that she’s yet to know just like her grandfather said to her.
She went back to her seat , unable to say a word to him.
Right? She said some mean words to him earlier and disgrace him publicly when she’s busy always saying he’s disgracing her.
“I really do not know what to say right now,
I…I….it’s okay Gracie, Ethan hold her hand calming her down.
“it’s my fault after all I should have been a better man to you and just focus on my painting all along instead of working in different places to disgrace you” Ethan cuts her short.
Her grandpa was right about him after all, Gracie said looking straight into Ethan eyes.
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ALECIF THERE WAS ONE POSITIVE THING ABOUT TONIGHT, IT WAS THAT ITwas beautiful out. A surprisingly dry evening in mid-August with barely any cloud cover. I always enjoyed walking the Fremont area, particularly Canal Park, so after my dramatic escape from the restaurant, I flagged down a cab to cover the four and a half miles quicker than I could on my feet, gave a generous tip, and set out to enjoy the rest of my night.Seattle was different from Scotland where I’d been born, though the weather was more similar than it had been in Northern California where I’d spent my adolescence. The frequent rain reminded me of Edinburgh, though it was a lot steadier here. The clouds made it far less hot than California, which I appreciated, particularly when I was in a full suit.I took a slow, deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment, smelling the salt from the sea. I’d missed the sea in Californi
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