Chapter 439
Ellinor frowned slightly, a little vexed
Master Michell couldn’t come to China, and she couldn’t go abroad to find him now.
For the past month, the Blanchet family had been searching for her whereabouts. If she left the country now, there would be an exit record, exposing her tracks.
During this time, she hadn’t used her own identity for any transactions She’d been using Chase Larios and Ida Gipson’s cards to carry out her daily activities to avoid being tracked by the Blanchet family through big data.
She didn’t have time to continue playing house with Theo.
The most pressing matter was to discover her mother’s identity and what had happened years ago that drove her mother into a corner, making her unable to stay by her
side.
If her mother was still alive, she had to find her!
If her mother was no longer in this world, she had to find out the cause of her death and avenge her!
Seeing Ellinor’s lack of interest in the artwork here, the gallery manager said, ‘Ms. Mendoza, if these paintings don’t tickle your fancy, we have works by other artists. Shall I take you there?”
Ellinor reigned in her thoughts and asked directly, “Do you have any paintings by Lady Lotus?”
The gallery manager was taken aback, “We do, actually. We have two of Lady Lotus’s paintings in this exhibition!.
Lady Lotus was a favored student of Master Michell. Every time Master Michel! had an exhibition, he always included a few of his beloved student’s works. However, it was rare for anyone to ask about this relatively obscure artist. Because Lady Lotus’s style was quite unique and she always kept a low profile, her international renown wasn’t very high.
“I’m surprised you like Lady Lotus’s work!”
Ellinor didn’t want to explain too much, “Where are the paintings? Take me to see them”
“Sure, this way, please!”
“Here they are, these two. They’re said to be works from Lady Lotus.”
The gallery manager pointed to two paintings hanging side by side on the wall.
One painting was of a man’s silhouette, which made Ellinor feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The other was a landscape painting that was very realistic.
Ellinor didn’t say much, “I’ll take both of these; please wrap them up for me”
The gallery manager liked this kind of decisive buyer who didn’t ask about the price. He smiled politely and bowed, “Alright, please wait here for a moment. I’ll get someone to take them down and wrap them up for you.”
As the manager left, Ellinor stared at the paintings on the wall, lost in thought.
Her mother’s painting style back then was warm, reflecting a carefree and happy period in her life, right?
The man’s silhouette in the painting… was it someone her mother had once loved?
Could it be her biological father?
Just as Ellinor was pondering.
“Ms. Mendoza, long time no see.”
A familiar male voice suddenly echoed from behind.
Ellinor paused, coming back to her senses. She turned around to see the familiar, handsome face reflected in her eyes.
