Chapter 444 Fetch and Carry

Smart was fuming with anger as he glared at Daniel, "On what grounds do you say that the painting

my grandpa bought for half a billion dollars is a fake?"

"On what grounds? Oh, Smart, you're really not the sharpest tool in the shed, are you? There's only

one 'The Red Cloud' by Piet Mondrian, and this one is the original. So, naturally, if I have the real

one, the one your grandpa's got must be a fake!"

"Your words alone don't make it real. It's just a print! Who are you trying to fool by claiming it's

authentic?"

"If I say it's real, then obviously, I have a way to prove 'The Red Cloud' is genuine."

"You have proof? How will you prove it?" Smart asked, brimming with curiosity.

Daniel didn't reply directly but instead turned to Madison with a smile, "Madison, could you run

down and buy me a lighter and also a bottle of vodka?"

Madison's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Daniel, "Country boy, what do you mean by

that?"

"Nothing much! Just need you to grab a couple of things."

"What do you mean, 'a couple of things'? You want me to run errands for you? Am I your servant or

something?"

"Madison, that painting is yours after all. Don't you want to find out whether it's truly 'The Red

Cloud'? If it's an authentic Mondrian?"

Daniel's remark left Madison flabbergasted. She stared at him incredulously, "You're claiming that

painting is a genuine Mondrian? Are you sure you're not joking? You're not just messing with me,

right?"

"Madison, not for a hundred guts would I dare to play you for a fool! You know you can get fierce. If I

played a trick on you, wouldn't you scratch me to death?"

"What does a lighter and vodka have to do with whether or not this is a genuine Mondrian painting?"

Madison asked, genuinely curious.

"Just do as I say. I'll show you the connection soon. Trust me, Madison, I'm going to blow your

mind!"

"Blow my mind? If you're brave enough to have me fetch things for you, you better not fail. Or I'll

deal with you!"

Tapping her heels, Madison walked away and was back shortly, carrying a bottle of vodka in one

hand and a lighter in the other.

"Here's your stuff. Now I want to see what trick you're pulling, country boy. Just so you know, this

vodka and lighter cost me over three thousand dollars. If in the end you can't use these to prove

that the painting is an authentic Mondrian, you owe me ten times the money!"

"And if I can prove it is a genuine Mondrian, what's my reward, Madison?"

Daniel had a mischievous look that told Madison he was up to no good. Irritated, she said, "I'll

reward you with a slap! And if one isn't enough, you'll get two!"

Madison's tone was fierce, and her pretty face looked just as intense. She even lifted her hand,

ready to give Daniel a smack.

Daniel knew she was trying to intimidate him, so he boldly leaned his face toward her outstretched

hand.