Chapter 12.5
He didn’t want to get into another draining argument with his stepmother. But it wasn’t like he had the money to immediately spend a hundred and twenty thousand dollars on a painting either.
“What would you like to do?”
“The one I bought before didn’t go up much.”
“But you’re not someone who buys purely for investment, are you? Hanging a painting like this at home says everything about your taste and sophistication.”
“I don’t have any money.”
“Ah.”
Haewon looked at the curator, then turned his eyes back to the painting. She offered a polite “please enjoy the rest of your visit,” then disappeared without him even realizing it.
He stood in front of the painting for quite a while before turning away.
This would probably be the last time he’d ever see this painting with his own eyes. He didn’t have the funds to invest a hundred and twenty thousand dollars, but it wasn’t like he wanted it so badly he could die for it, either. So he just stared his fill and left the gallery.
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Woojin opened the office door a little later than usual. Chief Hwang and the deputy were chatting over coffee in paper cups.
“You’re in, Prosecutor. Looks like you had a long night yesterday.”