Chapter 93

Justine had just grimaced through a bottle of liquid medicine when she turned to Evelyn. "There are probably a lot of places like that. Tons of institutions resell paintings they acquire from different sources." She gave Evelyn a puzzled look. "Why do you ask?" Evelyn rubbed her temples before replying, "My mother lost a painting years ago. Even on her deathbed, she still thought about it. Her three-year memorial is coming up, and if I could find it, at least it would fulfill one of her last wishes." She had only heard about it briefly from Deborah. From what she knew, the missing piece was part of Naomi's graduation project. Something had gone wrong back then, and the painting was ultimately left unused. But Naomi had returned to Clementon after graduation, and artwork often circulated between different places. Given the city's vast art market, there was a chance it might still be there. Justine thought for a moment. "I'll ask around. Give me some time." Evelyn didn't put m