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Chapter 211
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Chapter 211 Chapter 211: Morris narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the two paintings before him. His mind raced with possibilities- had these youngsters been duped, or were they intentionally trying to win his favor with counterfeit artwork? His expression remained impassive, revealing nothing as he silently gauged their reactions.

But when Khloe spilled tea on her painting, triggering a stunning transformation, Morris was left utterly speechless.

Such a spectacle could only belong to an authentic White masterpiece. This hidden brilliance was the very secret that had turned Morris into a devoted admirer of White's work.

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When exposed to water with varying pH levels, White's paintings not only remained unscathed but unveiled a breathtaking array of more vibrant and distinctive colors. Morris secretly called this phenomenon "coming to life." White's paintings seemed to possess a soul of their own-a secret shared only among the exclusive owners of the three genuine masterpieces.

Layla's face went pale with shock. "Great-uncle, what do you mean? How could her painting possibly be real?" Morris paid no attention to Layla's protests. Instead, he stepped closer to Khloe's painting, his eyes fixed on it with the reverence of someone beholding a priceless masterpiece. His hands quivered ever so slightly, and his face radiated uncontainable excitement. Turning to Khloe, he asked, "What is the nof this painting?" "It's called Ink." "Ink! What an apt name!" Morris exclaimed, barely able to contain his excitement. Quickly, he pulled out his phone, recording a short video of the painting before sending it to a group chat. Along with it, he added a triumphant voice message. "You guys have lost this round! The final authentic White painting is now in my hands. Don't forget to send over your bets!" Standing nearby, Khloe couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the names listed in the group chat. A prminister, a renowned collector, a master painter... all prominent figures with global recognition.

Moments later, the responses cflooding in, causing Morris's phone to buzz nonstop.

Khloe stood there, momentarily stunned. Were her paintings really so highly sought after by such influential figures? She had never anticipated that the pieces she had casually created-born of a spur-of-the-moment idea to mix her homemade concoction into the paint—would send such waves through the art world.

The best reads are at gVInovalsAt first glance, her paintings seemed unremarkable, with the colors appearing somewhat dull. But when water touched them, they transformed, revealing vibrant new hues without ever compromising the paintings' original allure. Each encounter offered a fresh visual experience.

This phenomenon drove several masters in the oil painting world wild, all desperate to uncover the secret behind her technique.

But there was one problem-no one knew White personally.

There was little hope for artists to uncover the secret of her homemade concoction. While scientists who could potentially decode the formula had little interest in the art world, White remained an enigmatic and uniquely important figure in the realm of fine art.

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Morris was on cloud nine as his phone continued to buzz. Khloe, his future daughter-in-law, had brought immense pride to him.

With warmth in his voice, he turned to her and said, "Khloe, you've done it-you've collected an authentic White painting! You've donea tremendous favor. The ring I gave you means nothing now. I'll transfer two percent of my shares to you!"

Layla and Eric were both taken aback, their eyes widening in disbelief. They couldn't fathom that Love Khloe's painting was truly an authentic White, and that Morris valued it so much that he was increasing her shares.

Eric, equally stunned, was overwhelmed with regret as he stared at Khloe. He couldn't help but e couldn't wish he hadn't left her for Sloane. If only he had stayed, he would be the one standing beside Khloe now, basking in Morris' rewards. His fists clenched in silent jealousy and helplessness.

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