After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 66

Other people couldn't help but prick up their ears. Wow, if they ever hadany doubts about Franklin's being abused by his wife before, now theywere all cleared.

After all, it had been confirmed by Master Brayden in person! Moreover,the listeners were also curious about what kind of woman Mrs.Maskelyne was to beat up Franklin.

Then some pieces of jewelry and antique calligraphy were sold, all atastronomical prices.

Tiffany sized Sylvia up occasionally, waiting to see what she wasputting up.

Just then, the emcee paused for a second before saying, “The nextitem we are seeing is from Miss Andrews. It's a painting titled OneHundred Birds."

"One Hundred Birds?"

"Master Keturah is famous for painting birds and One Hundred Birds isamong the ones with which he made his name. Can this be MasterKeturah's work?"

A man who was a worthy painting collector was surprised.

"How's that possible? How can Sylvia own Master Keturah's painting?"“Tell me about it! It's said that Master Keturah draws amazing pictureswith his left hand and plays great piano music with the right one! Hedraws with his left hand! Left hand! Ordinary people can't even drawwell using their right hands, let alone left hands."

"So is Master Keturah a left-hander?"

“But he plays piano with his right hand!"

There followed a heated discussion.

All those trophy female partners that came with the super-rich menwere eye candy, so they didn't have to bring anything for the auction.Unlike them, Sylvia was not someone who would attend such an eventwith empty hands so she brought a well-selected piece.

Then Sylvia got up from her seat and walked toward the stage.

After a look at the pretty woman's back, Paul lifted the corner of hismouth. "Mr. Mertens, is Miss Andrews your girlfriend?"

Logan felt really proud to hear that. "I'm so flattered. She is just thewoman I adore.”

“I happen to adore her too." Paul lowered his eyes smilingly. "Whatabout a fair competition?"

Logan's face turned grim. He would never have the nerve to make thatmove because it would make him end up being a dead man.

He gave Paul a pitying look and said, "Then good luck, Master Paul.”Paul frowned, confused by his words.

That just didn't sound serious.

Meanwhile, Sylvia had come up on the stage, with all the eyes on her.It was not until then that Clark was stunned by the look of the womanhe had despised.

She was so stunning and eye-catching.

This woman afforded to feel superior.

She had more than beauty; she had connections too.

Among them, Master Keturah was the best one.

It suddenly hit him why this woman was always surrounded by thosesuper-rich men.

The woman deserved that!

Sylvia glanced at the emcee. "You are not done with the introductionyet."

It was the first ime the emcee had ever seen a woman that pretty.

He came to himself and continued, "This is a famous painting byMaster Keturah, whose works are much in demand but priceless, sothe opening bid is ten million dollars!"

The bidders felt silent.

It was Master Keturah's painting after all!

Her works were known to be like gold dust!

Tiffany stood up in disbelief, screeching, "That's impossible!"

The painting she brought were sold for five hundred thousand dollars,which was a trending topic on Twitter at the moment.

It was all over the news.

She had expected to steal the spotlight.

After all, what those debutantes brought was nothing more than somejewelry, which was no contest against her painting!

But a painting of Master Keturah just came out of nowhere! How was itpossible for an other-worldly master like her to give up her work toSylvia for auction?

"Where did you get that painting?" Tiffany questioned Sylvia furiously."Master Keturah gave it to me," said Sylvia without giving Tiffany evenone look, "Why? Because she needs your approval to give away herpainting?"

Tiffany swallowed with a defeated look.

She couldn't help but look at that painting.

It was well known that Master Keturah's paintings were not for sale,and were only given to the destined people. That was why they werepriceless.

Brayden was shocked too. "How interesting. Mom has more than twopaintings by Master Keturah at home, and they were all given by her tomy mom... Does it mean that my mom is gonna be rich? The startingprice itself is ten million dollars..."

He didn't know anything about art, so he was surprised to know howwealthy those rich people were in that coterie.

Franklin felt something wrong with the whole thing.

He had never known Sylvia to know Master Keturah.

Rumor had it that Keturah Brown was a striking beauty and aneccentric. Others said she was so ugly that she was always seenwearing a mask.

But...her talent was world famous. Her achievement in piano playingand her gift for painting, especially that she drew with her left hand andplayed music with her right, had had no parallel before and never wouldhave.

She was arguably a remarkable talent of many ages.

So Brayden was a little carried away. "My mom is just so lucky to befriends with Master Keturah..."

The emcee almost ran out of his vocabulary to describe the item. "Thispainting...! A consummate and magnificent depiction by MasterKeturah!"

The awe-inspiring item was three meters in length.

Even people who knew nothing about art would be inspired by thepower of the master!

"This painting had an elaborate design and Master Keturah knew that Iwas coming to the charity auction, so she gave it to me. The realmeaning of the painting is the prosperity of the people and that thepresident is leading the people of H Rovirsa to thrive and to a happylife."

Sylvia, appearing composed, continued her speech on the stage,"Helping charity is a common and inspiring thing. As an averageperson, Master Keturah also wants to make her contribution to charity.And I just happen to know her."

The message she was conveying was — "Master Keturah even givessuch a valuable work of art to raise money for charity; everyone presentshould bid for it positively."

Clark's eyes were riveted on her.

The woman stood tall in an elegant and lofty manner.

Sylvia went back to her seat and said to Logan, "You make a bid."Logan swallowed and asked, "How much?"

“You decide.” Sylvia yawned gracefully, feeling such kind of event wasso boring.

Paul soon turned to her complaisantly and said, “What do you say Iraise the bid?"

He was not going to let Logan take all the attention, so he had to pushhimself forward too.

"Whatever," Sylvia gave him the same response.

"15 million dollars," said a man in a brisk voice.

The two men were shocked and they both looked at Franklin.

For god's sake, they couldn't believe that a married man was trying toupstage two single men!

Paul was fuming as he thought that Franklin not only made trouble forhim over everything but tried to steal the woman he liked.

What made Paul more furious was that Franklin, “the jerk", made thestock price of Kennedy Group drop by three percent just becauseRomeo had hit James.

He fought back his rage and went against Franklin right away, "16million dollars."

Franklin turned around and glimpsed at Sylvia, implying by the eye —"Did I do a good job?"

Sylvia was wordless

Could he be more juvenile?