Anna said sorry to Philip Andrew in her heart, and then continued to maintain her image of a weak little white rabbit while timidly saying, "that painting is there with Philip Andrew ."
"Is he going?"Bright Stuat 's eyebrows immediately frowned tighter.
Anna shook her head, "it's Sara Andrew who likes it."
Although she didn't expect Bright Stuat to be so shameless to beg for paintings, Anna responded to his lies quickly.
She said, "I went to the auction today because I heard that the Sara Andrew liked Mr. Berming’s painting . Originally, Philip Andrew paid for the auction, but I didn't expect to meet Mr. Berming later."
Bright Stuat walked back and forth in the study for two step, and his expression seemed to be a little irritable.
"You can't get the painting back?"
Anna pursed her lips, and her voice became smaller: "I have asked Philip Andrew to help me give it to the old lady."