Chapter 52
Chapter 52 A Landscape Painting From The Renaissance Era
Just then, a middle-aged man walked out and bowed, “Sir, it’s done.”
“Good,” Charlie nodded with a vicious look in his eyes.
Oh, Susan even if I can’t use the power of the Jeffersons, you’ll still have to kill me first before I’ll let
you get to Alex.
Charlie was prepared to do everything to buy more time for Alex.
At the same time, at Sakura Club, Flynn asked Alex cautiously, “How about we get something to
drink?”
Even though Flynn had known Alex for four years, he never questioned thetter’s identity.
Everyone thought that Alex was just a live-in son-inw for the Jenningses, that he’s a normal person
that one could find anywhere.
Yet, ever since Alex saved Flynn, he knew that Alex wasn’t just an average Joe, at least not when Alex
could take down a hundred thugs that worked for the Sakura Club and single-handedly saved Flynn
from Derek Fleming. Flynn was even more curious about Alex’s true identity after the incident with
Freddie, but he had no intention of asking Alex about it, just like how Alex had never questioned him
about his identity.
“Sure,” Alex nodded and headed to a private room with Flynn.
“Get us that three-hundred-year-old whiskey,” Flynn ordered Bob.
“Okay,” Bob nodded and left.
“Dennis, order us some snacks from Happy Living,” Flynn ordered another person.
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“Okay!” The huge man named Dennis nodded and took his phone out.
Happy Living used to be Derek’s restaurant, but Flynn took over the ce after killing Derek.
On the front, the Sakura Club was a nightclub that only served a few simple snacks and fruits. These
weren’t something that you would eat with some good spirits.
Since it was Flynn’s first time drinking with Alex, he wanted to show his best. Flynn also knew that Alex
never liked a noisy environment, so he only let Bob and Dennis apany them while not inviting the
rest of Sakura Club’s key members.
Alex remained silent the whole time after entering the private room, which only made things awkward
for Flynn and his men.
The only person who got in some interaction with Alex was Bob who decided to have a few toasts with
Alex to apologize for the conflict they had.
As they drank, Dennis’s phone suddenly rang.
After finishing his call, Dennis turned to Flynn. “One of myckeys asked if there’s any ce he could
sell an old painting.”
“The Antique Exchange. They have professionals there to appraise the art. If it’s something from a very
long time ago, it’ll worth even more,” Flynn replied.
Alex suddenly recalled that Heather had requested him to buy a present for her grandmother. Thinking
that an ancient painting would make a good present, Alex requested, “Let me see the painting first.”
Upon hearing that Alex was interested in the painting, Flynn immediately ordered Dennis, “Tell your
man to bring the painting over.”
“Sure.” Dennis nodded and dialed hisckey’s phone.
Ten minutester, Dennis’sckey arrived with a well-made box in hand.
“Mr. Dunn, Mr. Lane, Mr. Chasey,” theckey greeted, but his face immediately turned pale when he
noticed Alex sitting in the middle of everyone else.
He quickly recalled the time when Alex charged into the Sakura Club alone and sent him flying. He
could onlyy on the floor painfully as he witnessed Alex take down hispanions one by one.
“Why aren’t you greeting Mr. Jefferson?” Flynn questioned.
Theckey remembered hearing Charlie addressing Alex respectfully and guessed that Alex was from
an important family.
“Mr. Jefferson.” Theckey quickly bowed.
“Show me the painting,” Alex nodded.
Theckey quickly handed the box over.
Alex opened the box, and in it was a painting signed by Edric Clifforde.
Even though Alex did not recognize the name, with the knowledge about art appreciation that he’d
learned from the Nine Heaven Scrolls, he could tell that the painting was about three hundred to four
hundred years old.
“I believe this is a painting from the Renaissance Era,” Alex announced.