Jasmine leaned in, her voice soft and curious.
"So… that was your plan? You really put paintings in every room?"
Ethan gave a small nod, his voice just above a whisper. "Yeah. I had Virgil hide nine duplicates,one in every VIP room."
Rhea blinked. "Wait, but how did you know where Master Yun would be sitting?"
"I didn't know," Ethan said calmly. "That's why I told old man Virgil to put a duplicate in all the rooms. I made sure that wherever Master Yun ended up sitting… he'd have a 'painting' in his room." He smirked slightly. "It was a blind move, but it worked."
Virgil, sipping tea like nothing happened, raised his brows. Jasmine looked at him and grinned.
"Wow, that old geezer really is good at action. Look at him acting all calm now."
Rhea looked serious though. "But isn't that risky? I mean… What if someone actually checked the painting closely? Wouldn't they have found out it was fake?"
Ethan's eyes sparkled. "Nah. I already took care of that."
