Chapter 295
âYouâre loaded Five million is just a drop in the bucketâ Nimion finished, nwitching to French. âYour wife is quite a looker, I must say
âAdmire?â Marcus also switched to French, his tone hostile, âWith your mug youâre hardly her Type Donât get any funny ideas?
âIm just appreciating your wifes beauty, why does that sound like I have uitmior motives to you them caught your eye, who wouldâve thought youâd be hitched by nowâ
Marcus didnât care to bring up other women. âLetâs stay on topic We were discussing the paintingâ
Nimon patted Marcus lightly on the shoulder. âYou wem quite the ladies man hack in France, not a single one of
Nimon chuckled. âYou know (only sell my paintings to people who appreciate them. Youâve never been a fan, so I wasnât planning on selling it to youâ
Marcus cut him off. âUnless Iâm willing to pay double?â
Nimon nodded. âYou sure know me wellâ
âYou really want me to pay double for your painting? Marcus adjusted his glasses, smirking, âI could make your painting worth its weight in gold once, I can also make it worthless againâ
Before meeting Marcus Nimon was a struggling artist in Paris, barely scraping by selling the odd painting here and there
Marcus made his artwork go viral overnight, turning him into a renowned artist and solving his financial issues in one fell swoop
But all this was due to a bet between Marcus and Steven
Nimon knew better than anyone else that everything he had was courtesy of Marcus With one word. Marcus could take it all away
Nimon turned pale with fright, âI was just pulling your leg no need to get senous I donât want your money Iâll have the painting delivered to your place laterâ
âWhen the painting arrives, ill pay as agreedâ Even though Nimon owed his success to Marcus, his art wouldnât have gone far without real value Marcus didnât like his paintings, but he didnât deny Nimonâs talent either!
Comella listened to their conversation feeling like she was listening to two birds chirping away. She didnât understand a word and could only stand quietly by Marcusâs side Until Steven called Comella picked up Marcusâs phone and moved to the side. âPresident Dixon, President Hartleyâs tied up at the moment. You can tell me if thereâs anythingâ
Steven said. âNothing urgent, just Julian Ruft came looking for me with his useless son, wanting to meet Marcus Do you know when the Ruff family pissed off Marcus?â
Comelia knew exactly how Julian had offended Marcus Just yesterday, she had been instructed to call the PR department of the Hartley Group and announce that they would never cooperate with the Ruff Corporation
Whether she could disclose this or not, that was for Steven to ask Marcus Cornelia glanced back at Marcus and said. âIl pass the phone to him, you can talk to him directlyâ
Cornelia handed the phone to Marcus, âPresident Hartley, President Dixon is callingâ
Marcus took the phone âWhat happened?â
Steven said. âJulian Ruff came with his son, hoping that I could arrange a meeting with you. Would you see them? Normally, Steven would have declined without even asking Marcus. The purpose of his call was to find out how Julian had managed to piss off Marcus
He expected Marcus to decline, then he could casually ask what happened. But to his surprise, Marcus agreed.
Steven was taken aback. âYou really want to see them? You never bothered with these people beforeâ
Marcus replied, âHow else is he going to know who heâs offended?â