Yala’s POV
He opened his notebook and started typing a few things. I took a sip of the coffee, which was delicious, by the way.
"One of the paintings you showed me, a legitimate work of The Card Players by Paul Cézanne, is worth the equivalent of two hundred and fifty million dollars, but it could be sold for a much higher value if it were at a recognized auction and..."
He was still speaking when I choked on my coffee.
"Miss Smith, be careful!" Alexander quickly collected the coffee cup from my hand because it was still hot, and I had spilled some on my leg.
"Miss, are you alright?" Mr. Hughes asked with concern, and handed me a handkerchief to clean myself up. "If you prefer, I can call a doctor."
I shook my head after recovering from the shock. I never expected these paintings cou
