“What are you talking about?”
“Goodness, don’t you even remember which paintings you bought? Wow! Talk about living la vida loca!”
“You were at the auction just now?”
“Indeed I was. And you know what I saw? My very own granny buying paintings worth millions! And I thought to myself: gee, she has good taste,” Niki continued, ignoring András shooting her an icy gaze of warning in the mirror. This is my show now. I deserve this. She owes me for scaring the living daylights out of me. “But then I also thought, I hope Gran doesn’t get upset if she doesn’t get the painting she wanted. God forbid she should start shooting people like last night…”
“Niki, would you please be quiet for a minute?” her grandmother interjected. “I didn’t buy those paintings for myself. The truth is, I didn’t even b
