One Thousand and Ten Chapters Meet Lindsay Again

Looking at Elena's tangled expression, Luke rubbed her head: "It's fine to listen to your arrangement, anyway, I'm skipping class today."

Elena laughed happily, and pushed her head against his chest before moving her hand away and talking to Margaret.

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

Luke got into the car with her with a strange expression, and arrived in front of a building more than ten minutes later.

Taking the elevator to the 32nd floor, Luke looked at a familiar standing sign without any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Despair" - Monroe Peterson Art Exhibition.

Margaret, a tall blond, was standing beside the stand, wearing a simple and elegant white dress.

Seeing Luke and Elena, her pretty face showed a bright smile, pure like a hundred-pound child.

Well, the simplicity of this mind is better than that of most American middle school students.

The two women smiled and gave a face-to-face salute, and Luke also dipped in Elena's light and received the same treatment.

Smiling apologetically at Luke, Elena was taken away by Margarita.

A certain simple little widow has been gushing about which paintings in this exhibition are worth seeing, and a series of professional terms have emerged.

Luke smiled and gestured to Elena, who was still turning her head to look at her, as she was free, and he was free too.

She was petite, and was taken into the depths of the exhibition hall by the tall Margaritas - there is the exhibition area where the blockbuster works are located.

Luke is not interested in the paintings here.

If it is a classical realist school... well, he actually doesn't bother to understand it, nor does he know the difference between these schools.

Even the "abstract expressionism" to which Monroe's works belong is seen from the cover of the exhibition brochure.

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 to near, and stopped not far behind him, a young female voice sounded: "Detective Coulson?"

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

It was Lindsay who said hello.

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

Luke shook hands with her: "Then please call me Luke too. Besides, that's just my job."

Lindsay released her hand and gestured, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Luke looked over there, Margaret and Irina were muttering in front of a painting in the distance, very devoted.

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

Luke chuckled: "I didn't expect that you were still here."

Lindsay sighed, "That's why I wanted to talk to you."

Luke raised his eyebrows without saying a word, just nodded, and the two walked to the rest area in the corner.

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

Luke didn't make any more politeness this time, just nodded slightly, and put on a posture of listening.

People must ask for something.

Lindsay specifically brought him here to talk, not just to thank him.

Lindsay didn't hesitate, and went straight to the subject, telling the story of her family's dispute with Monroe.

After listening for a while, Luke's expression was a little weird.

He was almost a humanoid polygraph, and indeed Lindsay's words were basically true, and she didn't lie about the key thing.

If he didn't have this ability, he might have identified this 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 relationship, she just appreciates Monroe's work.

When she was young, she did not have the sophistication of her father, Jeffrey. On a whim, she changed from "chasing pictures" to "pushing people", becoming an investor in Monroe, or a speculator.

She made her own money to promote Monroe's works and increase his popularity. To a large extent, she also wanted to get rich returns from Monroe, not because of love.

In fact, 50% of the proceeds from the sale of Monroe's paintings on display belong to her.

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

It's up to Lindsay to decide who and how much he sells his work to.

Such a contract is not difficult for Monroe to accept.

Monroe is a typical 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 promotion, he would not be able to show his works to the world, and those paintings would be meaningless.

If it wasn't for Lindsay being too immature and genuinely appreciating his work, then give Monroe a nine-one contract, and he would still sign it without even looking at it.

This is just the typical way of cooperation between the second generation of the rich and the artist.

If Monroe is a great success in the future, this incident can still be passed down as a good story.

But after taunting behind several of Aurora's "rival" ladies, things ran uncontrollably to the wrong route.

After Aurora investigates Monroe's resume, she persuades her daughter to give up her plan to hype Monroe, but she already suspects that there is something wrong with her daughter and Monroe.

Thirty-something Monroe is too young for a painter, and youth means the rest of his life may be long.

As we all know, after the painter dies, the work will be more valuable.

This plan sounds like a waste of money.

Lindsay, who has performed well since she was a child, and grew up even more calm, rational and intelligent, suddenly began to post a painter with private money, and said that she just liked his works. Of course, O'Laura didn't believe it.

This wrong start led to an even more wrong development, which then turned into a family war.

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

Is this result miraculous? Not miraculous at all.

He just used the primary pheromone manipulation a little bit, and did a little experiment with his own abilities, and by the way, he made the two of them remember each other's goodness as soon as they quarreled.

Take the hassle out, experiment ability, kill two birds with one stone.

The mother and daughter, who were originally very emotional, no longer had a chattering quarrel. The two sides quickly reached a consensus and each took a step back.

As long as Lindsay is no longer as "brain pumping" as before, then this 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.

Hearing Luke's name from Margaret just now, Lindsay moved in her heart and came 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 to meet him and say thank you.

As soon as she started talking with him, she couldn't help revealing the secrets in her heart that she couldn't tell her friends and relatives.