The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 618

After all, not long ago, she’d hit him with a brick.

Yet the old man hadn’t pursued the matter at all—instead, he’d even made him apologize to Stella.

If that wasn’t proof of how untouchable Stella was, nothing was.

The group piled into Sellers’ car.

Once everyone was settled, Sellers turned to Aurora.

“So, where am I dropping you off?”

Aurora glanced at Simone. “Simone, my dad hasn’t seen you in ages. He’s been saying he misses you. Why don’t you come stay at my place for a while?”

Simone didn’t hesitate. “Sure, I’d love that.”

The car eased onto the road.

Sherman, sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly remembered that mysterious buyer from earlier and couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle, do you know who bought that painting?”

Sellers shook his head. “No idea.”

Sherman let out a low whistle. “What a sucker, honestly. Spending that kind of money on a single painting? I bet they’ll regret it one day.”

Aurora chimed in, “Maybe not. If they’re that wealthy, it’s probably just pocket change—just a little splurge on a hobby. Doesn’t mean much to them.”

After all, she herself had been willing to offer ten million for that painting.

For someone like her, a trust fund heiress, ten million wasn’t exactly small change.

It stung a little, but she could afford it.

The thing was, that was pretty much all her savings from the last few years.

And since she didn’t want to go to her father or her brother for help, she had to draw the line there.

This painting was one of the rare pieces she’d never been able to get out of her mind.

If she ever got the chance, she’d love to meet Summer, the artist.

But Summer was just too mysterious.