“Alexander” Lucien nodded towards the approaching man. He was doing all he could to not snap and plant his fist in the smirking face and he could hardly tell if this was as a result of him buying Mara’s painting.
“How much more money do I have to offer for you to sell the painting to me” he asked again coming to face Lucien.
Lucien was some inches taller than he was so it was almost comical having to look down at the man
“The painting is not for sale” Lucien enunciated.
From his side eye, he could see the gallery owner fidgeting whilst glancing from one billionaire to the other
“Bold of you to assume that I need more money, Alexander. You seem to have forgotten whom you speak to.”
“Ahh, far be it for me to forget a Rodrigues but everything has a price although I am yet to figure your
