I Become A CEO After Divorce

Magnus nodded, "Will you be there personally then, or will you arrange for someone close to you to go?"

Zane was silent for a few seconds and asked in reply, "Magnus knows Miss Thompson well?"

Magnus didn't expect Zane to ask this, and first glanced up at Travis sitting on the side sipping tea before responding, "I've met her a few times before at various painting competitions, and I've had some good conversations with her, plus she's ......"

"Ahem-"

Before Magnus could say anything, Travis suddenly coughed twice, interrupting Magnus's later words.

Zane looked up at Travis.

Travis put down his cup of tea without changing his expression, met Zane's eyes and asked, "Mr. Lawrence is not satisfied with the portrait today?"

Zane raised his eyebrows, "No."

Travis looked at Zane and said, "If Mr. Lawrence doesn't like it, I can help Mr. Lawrence paint a pair with Miss Bennett today."

At this point, Travis paused, "Mr. Lawrence bought so many Yanis paintings from Magnus and me, so I think Mr. Lawrence is also a person who knows how to paint and loves painting. How about it?" After listening to Travis, Zane refused outright, "Don't bother Travis, the portrait Miss Thompson drew today is streamlined, but I'm happy with it."

"I also think it's very good, even if it's a streamlined portrait, but Yanis today, every stroke fell just right, especially when drawing Zane later, almost without even looking at Zane a look, directly carved in the brain ......"

Magnus was saying, suddenly stopped, "No, Yanis does not know Zane at all, it is impossible to draw the person without looking at it."

Magnus said and looked at Zane, "Have you met before?"

As Magnus finished his question, Travis also looked up at Zane and waited for Zane's answer.

Zane, his eyes falling on the streamlined portrait Yanis had drawn, said in a light voice, "Actually, I'm with Yanis ......"

Before Zane could finish his sentence, the sudden ringing of the bell interrupted Zane's words.

After taking a look at the caller ID, Zane had to swallow the rest of his words, "Excuse me, I have to take a call first." Magnus nodded, "Answer the phone first."

Zane didn't go outside and answered the phone directly in the break room.

The call came from Albi.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Lawrence, the divorce papers have been signed by madam." Albi's voice came from the phone.

Zane's face instantly sank upon hearing Albi's words, and his tone followed with a few moments of coldness, "When?"

Albi responded, "Just now."

"She didn't say anything?" Zane asked.

Albi hmmed, "Madame signed and left with Mr. Baxter."

Zane frowned at Albi's words, and after a few seconds of pause, Zane mumbled, "I got it, bring it to me later."

Albi answered, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Zane hung up the phone, put it away and looked at Magnus, "Excuse me, I have some things to take care of here, I'll see you at the bidding session." Magnus nodded, "Okay, then go about your business and we'll talk more about it then."

Zane responded, nodded slightly at Travis, and got up to leave.

As soon as Zane left Travis grunted, "What a piece of work!"

Magnus sniffed and looked at Travis, "What's going on with you tonight?"

Travis glanced at Magnus, "You...... forget it, I'm going back too."

A bewildered Magnus remained in the lounge for a while.

When Travis went out here, Zane was still at the elevator.

"Travis," Zane greeted respectfully when he saw the man coming.

Travis responded in a muted voice.

While waiting for the elevator, Zane looked sideways at Travis, who was standing beside him, and asked softly, "Travis, did I offend Travis in some way?" Travis sniffed, turned his face to Zane, "Mr. Lawrence and I met for the first time this time, what is the offense. "

Zane's voice was calm, "Travis' animosity toward me is obvious."

When Travis heard Zane's words, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion and the wrong time, Travis would have pointed his finger at Zane and cursed him out. "Mr. Lawrence's delusion that people are too old to read eyes."

After saying that, the elevator just stopped.

Travis got into the elevator first.

Zane took a step back and stood beside Travis, holding the condensed portrait Yanis had just drawn.

After the elevator doors closed, Zane glanced down at the rolled up scroll, then looked sideways at Travis with a gentle tone, "Travis thinks Miss Thompson's painting was bad today?"

At that, Travis' eyes fell on the scroll in Zane's hand, "Does Mr. Lawrence think she's a good artist?"

Zane paused for a few seconds, "Very well."

Travis hummed lightly, his tone of voice could not be suppressed with pride, "Yes, the paintings are good, all the paintings from her hand are very good."

"Travis knows Miss Thompson well, too?"

Zane's conversation jumped around a little too quickly and Travis nearly fell into the trap.

"Luckily, after all, she has been a big name in the art world over the years."

Zane listened and didn't say anything.

Over the years, as far as he could remember, Yanis was around him for twenty hours out of twenty-four hours a day.

The remaining four hours were also still busy with things related to him, how did she find the time to paint?

After all, the paintings he commissioned to buy back are all landscape paintings that take not a few hours but ten days and half a month or more.

Those words come to life and are immersive.

He never imagined that the paintings that fascinated him were by Yanis' hand.

As he thought about it, the elevator stopped and Travis stepped out in front of him.

Zane retracted his thoughts and also stepped out of the elevator.

Travis took a few steps, suddenly stopped and looked back at Zane, "Mr. Lawrence."

Zane raised his eyes to Travis, "Travis."

Travis looked at Zane and spoke in a serious tone, "I can see that Mr. Lawrence is a person who loves painting and understands painting, those paintings bought back before must be well kept by Mr. Lawrence, sometimes people are also like those paintings, look at them more and you will understand the meaning, also need to take care of."

Zane listened to Travis' words, although he didn't react for a moment together with what Travis pressed implied in his words, he still nodded, "What Travis said is, I will definitely take good care of it."

Travis nodded slightly, was going to say something else, but the words came to the side, Travis swallowed again, and then turned away.

Zane stood still and watched Travis' back as he left, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkling slightly.

Is the painting as good as a human being?

Are you talking about Yanis?