Kian stroked his chin and gave Savannah a mischievous smile. "We can't change the fact that he is a boy but there is something that can be done.""Uh?" Savannah was confused for a minute but then she remembered what she had just mumbled and felt a bit embarrassed that he had heard her.Nothing could have prepared her for his next words. "How about we make another baby? A girl instead so you can have someone to go on fun rides with."Savannah's jaws dropped and she looked at him speechlessly. But she quickly regained her composure and gave him a cold glare."Don't talk so much nonsense. Who wants to have a baby with you?"Although she was looking at him as if she wanted to kill him, her ears and face were flushed red. And after she finished speaking, she turned around and fled, wanting to stay as far as possible from him.Kian shook his head and chuckled. He stepped behind Noah just as a red laser beam hit him.The boy removed his goggles and dropped the laser gun. Looking around, he
"Just trust me," Master Caldwell laughed like he wasn't about to commit the biggest error in the world.Savannah attempted to speak again when Kian suddenly pulled her back. "It's his painting. He knows what he's doing."She was momentarily distracted and her hold on the old man loosened.SPLATTER!The old man seized the opportunity and splashed the black paint on the canvas. Savannah's eyes widened in horror and she cringed, almost wanting to cry. The painting was definitely ruined now.But something surprising happened. When master Caldwell stepped back, the couple could see clearly that instead of staining or ruining the painting, the dark liquid slid off, leaving no blemish behind."What? How is this even possible? How..." Savannah was astonished.Master Caldwell's smile only grew wider. "Not only that... Watch this."He picked up an oil paint this time and smeared it on the surface of the painting but just like before, the oil also flowed down, leaving no stain behind."Unlike ot
"Other people value wealth but that tycoon is different," Kian gave them a reassuring smile. "What he cares about the most is his reputation and connections. If he invests the required quantity of Celestium in your gallery and the exhibition is a great success, his reputation will also skyrocket." Savannah's eyes sparkled with excitement and she rushed forward with an expression that showed that she was having a hard time controlling her emotions. "Can you really convince him to make the investment? Will he agree?" Kian stroked his chin and pretended to think about it for a minute before nodding, "I can give it a try. If he decides to invest or not is up to him." "There is still hope," Savannah's happiness was undeterred. If Kian could really convince that billionaire tycoon to invest Celestium in her gallery, then more paintings like Timeless Beauty could be produced. When that happens, it will take the art industry by storm and her gallery is bound to climb heights. Mast
"Huh?" Wesley was confused. He has followed Kian for years but till date, some words the general say are like riddles. "Do you want to go fishing?" Kian wasn't offended by his slow-witted words and nodded, "Yes. I'll go human fishing." Wesley's eyes finally widened in understanding. If the general says human fishing, this means there was going to be blood. "Before, I was going to deal with the Blackwood's family in Cascadia after handling the pests in this city, but now, it seems I'll have to alter my plan. This time, I'll go after the main Sinclair's family first... What do you think?" Kian's smile widened with a hint of eeriness. Since the Gray's family planted Oscar in the gallery to keep tabs on him, those two old geezers must not have given up and still wanted to fight to the end. But he had already cut off all their means of help in Valoria Prime. So naturally, their only source of help would be to turn to Sinclair's family in Cascadia. "General, I understand what yo
The hall was silent. Mauro breathed in deeply before lifting up his face. He swept a gaze around the trembling men in the hall and stood. Raising two fingers, he told them, "You have just two days to find out who that man is... Just two days." Some of the men already began to nod when he suddenly added, "If none of you can provide substantial information, don't bother to show up in front of me again. Just go and jump off the bridge!" The heavily built men in the hall cowered at his words. They understood the underlying meaning of his statement. In order words, he was asking them to commit suicide which was a better choice than dying in his hands. Without needing a soothsayer, they all turned around and quickly scampered away. Their time was counting down. Mauro sighed and rubbed his aching temple. "I have no idea why I pay those fools so much and yet they can't do something so simple. How hard is it to find the identity of someone in my own city?" ___________ Thomas Sincl
The next day in front of Radiance Gallery was an astounding sight. Three heavy trucks headed into the storage facilities of the gallery. Kian, Savannah, Oscar and master Caldwell were watching them carefully. There was a look of astonishment on their faces, well except Kian. Savannah could hardly refrain from dropping her jaws. Just yesterday, Kian had assured her he was going to convince that billionaire tycoon and even get them supplies of Celestium pigments. Although she was slightly convinced by his confident words, inwardly she was a bit scared that he might just be bluffing. Not to mention, he even managed to convince that tycoon so quickly. But now as she watched these heavy trucks head to the storage facilities, she was momentarily dazed. BUZZ! The door of a storage room opened and the first truck drove in. Everyone watched in anticipation as the truck stopped and prepared to offload. They subconsciously held their breath as the truck driver shifted gears. The du
In a blink of an eye, some days had passed by quickly and it was almost half a month. Radiance Gallery was finally ready for the exhibition. It was the first public event the gallery would hold after the previous auction scandal.However, the gallery quickly ran into another trouble. Although they had already advertised the exhibition date, the number of the people that signed up was low.Savannah was currently staring at the register file the receptionist submitted to her. She rubbed her aching temple and sighed heavily."President," Oscar called out in a low tone. "If this continues, by the day of the exhibition, we may have more losses than the profits estimated."Savannah buried her face in her palms. She didn't need to be told twice. The exhibition was just two days away yet the number of the expected attendees isn't even up to fifty people. She could see the failure sign blaring in front of her. It seemed people were still wary of their gallery especially after the previous sca
Savannah couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly. "Are you certain about what you are saying? Did you confirm it wasn't a prank call?" "President, I already carried out my investigation before calling you. Laurence Whitmore's official Tweeter page has announced it." Savannah no longer doubted the receptionist. She trembled with joy and instructed immediately, "Give them a positive answer immediately and make the necessary arrangements. This is a golden opportunity. Nothing must go wrong. We can't afford to mess up Laurence Whitmore's birthday banquet." "I understand, president. Nothing will go wrong," The receptionist assured and hung up the call. When Savannah dropped the telephone, she couldn't contain her joy. She walked around the table and told Oscar, "Mr Garcia, you don't need to worry about the exhibition anymore. It has been sorted out. Laurence Whitmore is going to hold his seventieth birthday right here in our gallery, during the exhibition." Oscar