Looking at Yelena's tangled expression, Luke rubbed her head: "Just listen to your arrangement, anyway, I slipped out of work today." ”

Elena laughed happily and put her head on his chest before she removed her hand and spoke to Margaret.

At the end of the call, she gave an address.

Luke got into the car with her with a strange look and set off, and in more than ten minutes he was in front of a building.

Taking the elevator up to the thirty-second floor, Luke looked at a certain familiar standing card, and his heart did not fluctuate, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Despair" - Monroe Peterson Exhibition.

Margaret, a tall blonde hair, stood by the stand, wearing a simple and elegant white dress.

At the sight of Luke and Yelena, a bright smile appeared on her pretty face, as pure as a hundred-pound child.

Well, this simple-minded man is better than most American middle school students.

The two girls smiled and saluted, and Luke was also dipped in Yelena's light and received equal treatment.

Smiling apologetically at Luke, Elena was left by Margaritra.

A simple little widow has already gushed out what paintings are worth looking at in this exhibition, and professional terms have come out in a string.

Luke smiled and motioned to Yelena, who was still turning her head to look at her, and so did herself.

Petite, she was taken by the tall Margaritra into the depths of the exhibition hall where the blockbuster works were located.

Luke has no interest in the paintings here.

If it's a classical-realist school...... Well, he didn't even bother to understand, and he didn't know the difference between these factions.

Even the "Abstract Expressionism" to which Monroe's works belong is seen from the cover of the brochure for this exhibition.

He just walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at New York City, intending to be alone.

The sound of a string of high-heeled shoes came from far and near, and a young female voice sounded not far behind him, "Detective Coulson? ”

Luke turned his head, a formulaic smile on his face, "Hello, Miss Soderbergh. ”

The person who greeted was Lindsay.

She held out her hand with a sincere smile: "Just call me Lindsay." Also, thank you for your help with me and Monroe. ”

Luke shook her hand, "Then please call me Luke, besides, that's just my job." ”

Lindsay let go of her hand and reached out to gesture, "Can I talk to you alone?" ”

Luke looked over there, where Margaret and Elena were standing in front of a painting in the distance, muttering and muttering, very engaged.

Lindsay also looked over there and said with a smile: "Margaret and I are friends, just now she said that there is a companion here, I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Luke chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be here." ”

Lindsay sighed, "So I wanted to talk to you." ”

Luke raised an eyebrow and didn't say a word, just nodded, and the two of them walked towards the corner seating area.

After sitting down, Lindsay asked the staff to bring two cups of coffee, took a sip, adjusted his mood, and then said, "Although I just said it, I still want to thank you again." Luke, thank you for all that you have done for me and for Monroe. ”

Luke didn't be polite this time, just bowed his head slightly, and put on a posture of listening to his ears.

Etiquette must be demanded by others.

Lindsay brought him here to talk, not just for gratitude.

Lindsay didn't hesitate and went straight to the point, talking about the beginning and end of her family's dispute with Monroe.

After listening for a moment, Luke's expression was slightly strange.

He is almost a humanoid polygraph, and indeed Lindsay's words are basically true, and she is not lying about the key things.

If he didn't have this ability, he might have identified this incident as a Rashomon.

Now he can only speculate that this is just a typical case of a miscommunication within the family.

Lindsay and Monroe are not boyfriend and girlfriend, she just admires Monroe's work.

When she was young, she was not as sophisticated as her father Jeffrey, and on a whim, she changed from "chasing paintings" to "pushing people", and became Monroe's investor, which can also be said to be a speculator.

She funded Monroe's work to promote and increase his popularity, largely because she wanted to get a good return from Monroe, not because of love.

In fact, once Monroe's paintings are sold, 50 percent of the proceeds go to her.

And in this process, Monroe, the author, only has the right to suggest, not the right to decide.

It was up to Lindsay to whom and how much his work was sold.

Such a contract is not difficult for Monroe to accept.

Monroe is the quintessential artist.

He doesn't care about money at all, what he needs now is the approval of others.

Perhaps after being widely recognized, he doesn't even need the approval of others.

Without Lindsay's help in investment and promotion, he would not have been able to show his works to the world, and no matter how many paintings there were, there was no point in them.

If Lindsay wasn't too immature and genuinely admired his work, then if Monroe was given a contract for 91 Kai, he would still sign it without even looking at it.

This is just a typical way of working with artists in the second generation of regal people.

If Monroe succeeds in the future, this story can still be passed down as a good story.

But after being taunted behind the backs of several of Aurora's "adversary" noblewomen, things went uncontrollably and ran wildly down the wrong line.

After investigating Monroe's resume, Aurora persuaded her daughter to give up her plan to hype Monroe, but she already suspected that her daughter and Monroe had a problem.

Monroe, who was in his thirties, was too young among painters, and being young meant that the rest of his life could be long.

As we all know, after the death of a painter, the work is more valuable.

This plan is a loss of money when it sounds.

Lindsay, who has performed well since he was a child, and is even more calm, rational and intelligent when he grows up, suddenly began to use his private money to post a painter, and said that he just liked his works, of course Aurora didn't believe it.

This wrong beginning led to an even more erroneous development, which in turn turned into a family war.

It wasn't until Luke appeared that he pulled out the two sides that had gotten into the horns.

Is this a miracle? It's not magical at all.

He only used the primary pheromone control a little, and did a little experiment with his own ability, and by the way, the two remembered each other's good as soon as they quarreled.

Settle the troubles, experiment with the ability, kill two birds with one stone.

And the mother and daughter, who were originally seriously emotional, no longer had chatter and quarrels, and the two sides quickly reached a consensus and took a step back.

As long as Lindsay is no longer as "brain-pumping" as before, it will only be a small episode in her growth.

Today, she is here to arrange the finishing touches and make a conclusion to this matter.

When she heard Luke's name from Margaret just now, Lindsay's heart moved and she took the initiative to say hello.

I don't know why, when no one mentioned Luke before, she rarely thought of this peaceful young police detective.

But when she heard his name, she immediately wanted to come over and see him and say thank you.

And as soon as she started talking to him, she couldn't help but confide in all the secrets in her heart that she couldn't tell her friends and relatives.