Chapter 447 Shock

"It was worth at least ten cents as a print, but now that you've burnt it, it’s not even worth a dime!"

Xavier, of course, wouldn't miss his chance to chime in at such a moment. He added, "What a

waste! Such a pity for that vodka! Such good liquor gone to waste!"

Madison didn't mock, but she immediately turned to Daniel with an angry look, questioning,

"Country boy, where's that genuine Piet Mondrian you were talking about? You better not be telling

me that this charred thing is it!"

"This is the genuine Mondrian! If you don't believe me, just give it a shake."

"A shake?" Madison’s face was full of confusion, "Shake what?"

Daniel subconsciously glanced downward, and upon noticing where he was looking, Madison

scolded him sharply, "You pervert!"

"How am I a pervert now? I meant shake the painting, not your chest. Besides, if you wanted to

shake your chest, it would only be for me to see. With all these animals around, how could I

possibly ask you to do that?"

"Shake for you alone? Believe me, I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

After her retort, Madison shook the painting vigorously.

Woosh! A cloud of black smoke rose up, covering her with ash. Then, the once blackened painting

she held suddenly became clean, turning into a stark white canvas. On it was a vividly detailed

picture, "The Red Cloud," and by the looks of the signature, it truly seemed to be painted by Piet

Mondrian himself.

At the sight of the painting, Smart went stiff with shock. The piece Madison was holding looked

identical to the "The Red Cloud" at his home.

Madison herself was utterly stunned. She truly hadn't expected such a result from a simple flick of

her hand. A blackened canvas had transformed into a brilliant, stunning painting.

"Is... is this painting really Piet Mondrian's 'The Red Cloud'?" Madison asked incredulously.

"Of course, it is! When have I ever lied to you? Every word I say is trustworthy."

Madison only responded to Daniel’s boastfulness with a cold laugh.

"Heh!"

After her laugh, she clenched her fist threateningly, "If this isn't Mondrian's 'The Red Cloud,' you’re

dead!"

Smart, having snapped out of his initial daze, obviously wouldn't believe that the painting in

Madison's hands was an original Mondrian. After all, "'The Red Cloud'" was at his home.

"Heh!" Smart let out a scoff to break the silence.

Drawing everyone's attention, Smart pointed at the painting and said, "Country boy, is this some

kind of magic trick you're putting on with Madison? I have to say, it does look quite convincing, quite

impressive. But no matter how realistic your trick is, it’s still just a trick. You might fool others, but

you can't fool me, heh!

'The Red Cloud' by Piet Mondrian is presently sitting in my house. So whatever you ‘magically’

produced right here has to be fake."