Chapter 9 - Painting

As for Wayne, he was stunned when he saw the bracelet.

He could clearly see that the wooden bracelet was slowly emitting traces of divine power.

This divine power also had healing effects.

Wayne immediately reacted. This bracelet should be made of a very special material that could extend the life of the wearer!

But Wayne had never thought that Kesha would give him such a precious gift!

However, as an ordinary person, Kesha should only know that the bracelet was precious, but not its specific use.

Seeing that Wayne was silent, John continued to mock, "Wayne, I'll show you the gift I've prepared!"

John walked to the side and picked up a scroll. After opening it, an extremely beautiful painting appeared in front of everyone.

"This is a famous painting from a hundred years ago named 'Silent Thinker'. I bought it for three hundred thousand dollars. The current market price is definitely more than two million dollars!"

John knew very well that Albert Jones liked to collect famous paintings and antiques.

Therefore, he bought the expensive painting to please Albert.

At the same time, he also wanted to use this opportunity to step on Wayne.

This was because he knew very well that Wayne was a piece of trash without much money. He could not afford to buy a good gift at all.

As expected, Wayne did not get a good gift. The things he brought out were even worse than John had thought.

After the introduction of the painting, John looked at Wayne with a proud expression.

Originally, he had not been able to find a chance to show off his gift, but Wayne had given him the opportunity.

Sure enough, Jones's friends and relatives were surprised after hearing it.

"John is really generous. A famous painting that's worth two million is huge. The difference between the two sons-in-law is really too great."

"Didn't he just say that he bought this painting for three hundred thousand?"

"That's also with his own ability. To be able to buy this painting at a price lower than the market price is enough to prove that his intellect is much better than Wayne 's."

"That's true. When the two of them are compared, Wayne is truly a piece of trash."

Lisa's brows slowly furrowed as she listened to their words.

Although she also managed several companies under the name of the Jones family, most of the profits of these companies were taken away by her father and mother.

Usually, she did not have much spare money.

She had almost spent all of her savings to buy a watch for her father.

But Wayne didn't bring his watch in after he got it?

Instead, he picked up a worn-out wooden bracelet.

This made Lisa very disappointed. She looked a little embarrassed and said, "John, as you know, I don't have much extra money on normal days, so I can't afford a good gift. Besides, the thought is more important than the value of a birthday gift."

As she spoke, Lisa was also complaining about Wayne changing the gift on his own.

When John heard this, he sneered."The thought is of course important when giving a birthday present, but your thought is just a tattered wooden bracelet? Could this be considered a thought? As long as there's a little bit of sincerity, shouldn't you pick a slightly presentable gift?"

Lisa's expression turned ugly when she heard this, but she couldn't refute it.

The other relatives and friends at the scene also echoed John's words.

"That's right. If Wayne really meant it, why would he give such a cheap gift?"

"He really doesn't give old Albert any respect. Why did he think of giving this?"

"Trash will always be trash. Even the gifts are trash."

"Letting Wayne join the Jones family is probably the worst decision old Albert has ever made in all these years!"

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Lisa's face turned red with anger and her hands clenched tightly when she heard these mocking voices.

But she couldn't refute their words, because what they said was the truth.

Lisa was furious and John was proud.

Wayne suddenly walked up to everyone and pointed at John's painting. "This painting is a fake."

Wayne's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear him clearly.

The party was silent at first, then immediately shocked, and everyone subconsciously looked at the painting.

John was shocked at first, but then he sneered.

"I bought this painting from a professional collector. It can't be fake! And you're a piece of trash who knows nothing. What right do you have to say that my painting is fake? With your skills, you can't even tell if a painting is real or fake!"

Vanessa also nodded and sneered, "Wayne, you've been doing housework at home all these years. How could you possibly know about the appraisal of paintings? If you don't understand these things, then don't talk nonsense, you piece of trash!"

After the two of them finished talking, the relatives and friends at the party also reacted.

"That's right. Why would John give fake paintings? Wayne must be crazy."

"What can he understand? he's just a person who can't understand a painting."

"That's right. It's fine if you don't have any skills, but you even want to slander John."

The crowd's taunting continued to ring out in the party Hall.

Everyone felt that Wayne was just slandering John so that he wouldn't look so embarrassed.