Chapter 71 Modest People Deserve Nice Things

• "So, who's it for?" Matthew asked as Liam returned the vase inside the box and reached for the painting.
• It was an impressionist print and nothing to write home about, at least not for the price he'd paid. The only reason he'd shelled out a small fortune for it was the artist had recently died in a car crash following a drug-fuelled joy ride on the N1 highway. For some warped reason, the art world thought his works were worth far more now that he's dead than when he was still alive.
• "Yeah, you're bringing out the big guns. I'm guessing it's for a woman!" Julian got straight to the point.