Lost in the painting, Summer was suddenly startled by a soft, elderly voice from behind. "Miss, do you like this painting?"
She turned around to see a short, silver-haired old man smiling warmly at her.
After a brief pause, Summer replied, "I'm just curious. This painting doesn't quite match the style of the others."
The old man beamed, clearly pleased with her insight. "You've got an eye for detail. This piece was a gift from an old friend of mine. We haven't seen each other in over twenty years."
His eyes darkened with a tinge of nostalgia, as though he was lost in thought. After a beat, he extended his hand. "My name is Arthur Wilson."
Arthur? Summer blinked in recognition. "Are you the one who commissioned the pink diamond necklace from the studio?"
Lu Li chuckled heartily. "Yes,
