Chapter 379

I looked at Mr. Johnson. I couldn't put a finger on what exactly I was feeling. Every word he said seemed to be unveiling layers upon layers of fog, bringing me closer to the heavily hidden truth. I took a deep breath to calm my emotions. I knew I could only handle the following conversation better with a calm mind. "Mr Johnson, I understand what you meant about the pursuit of art. But to me, anything that was done in the name of art, but had too many other gains and schemes involved, would have tainted the purity of the pursuit of art." He might have appreciated Jack's proactiveness since Jack could bring him a lot of profit, but Jack was not a saint. "He had been consumed by greed and desire, so much so that family was now a chip he could bargain for more profit," I said slowly, each word comprised of the complex emotions I felt toward Jack. A flash of pity and helplessness flashed in Mr. Johnson's eyes after he heard what I had to say. He shook his head lightly like he had fe