At that moment, after recounting the family dispute over the past year, Lindsay suddenly felt much better. Most of the uneasiness, conflict, anxiety, and annoyance in her heart had dissipated, and she felt much more relaxed.
Looking at Luke, who was still sitting there with a faint smile on his face, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry you heard so much nonsense."
Luke took a sip of his coffee and said unhurriedly, "I understand, and you don't have to be too grateful to me. Let me tell you something. I work at NYPD HQ, and the police department received a donation of 200,000 from your family yesterday. "
Lindsay was stumped. "Well …"
Luke said, "Don't worry. The money wasn't transferred to my account, and my job isn't to collect donations. I just want to say that your parents actually care about you. "
Lindsay sighed. "I know. I've understood that in the past few days."
Luke chuckled. "As long as the police department doesn't receive any more calls from you, I'll be considered to have done more than I should, and my boss won't push me to do anything. That's good."
Lindsay smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Luke waved his hand. "I promised your mother that I'd talk to you when I had the chance, but I don't think there's a need to say anything now. You and they both know what went wrong before, but you just can't open your hearts for now. "
Putting down his coffee cup, he continued, "It's a blessing to have a family that cares about you. Don't cause a bigger misunderstanding over something that doesn't matter. Tell your mother what you told me today seriously. I think she'll understand. "
Lindsay lowered her head and let her long hair fall to cover her face.
After a long silence, she nodded. "Thank you, I will."
Receiving her reply, Luke didn't say anything else. He simply took out his phone and read the message from Selina.
She was already preparing for Christmas with her family, and had even sent a lot of photos.
There were photos of her, her siblings, and her parents. The whole family was busy working on the ranch, and they looked happy and harmonious.
Luke smiled. This was what a normal family should be like.
For some reason, Lindsay didn't know why. Luke's words could only be considered a cliché, but she just listened.
Perhaps it was because of his attitude. Thinking that, she raised her head. Instead of looking directly at Luke, who was sitting on the couch, she gave him a sideways glance.
At that moment, Luke had his legs crossed leisurely.
He had a phone in his hand, and he was fiddling with it unhurriedly. The corners of his mouth were curled up a little, as if he was smiling.
Before she knew it, Lindsay was staring at this scene in a daze.
Luke knew that she was looking at him, but he didn't care.
Recently, this happened to many women whenever they saw him.
Unless they ignored him from the start, the more they looked at him, the more they would be attracted to him.
He had made some conjectures about this.
Perhaps it was because the Spirit Attribute increased his aura, or because the Strength Attribute made him more handsome.
It could also be caused by Elementary Pheromone Manipulation. The effects of this ability were not completely clear, but it was almost impossible to obtain a favorable impression from a woman.
Of course, this was just a favorable impression, or rather, pleasing to the eye.
Women who weren't interested in him wouldn't change their sense of beauty.
However, if the other party happened to like his style, then this favorable impression would increase.
The frequency at which he had been hit on in the last few days had increased sharply, which was obvious evidence.
It was also because of this that Luke rarely stayed outside for long in the last few days, unless he brought along a "guardian," such as Selina or Elena.
In fact, even with Elena around yesterday, several bold girls had directly come up to him and asked for his phone number. They didn't hide their intentions to poach him.
Luke could only reject them with a smile, before he ran off with Elena.
Elena had been vexed for quite a while because of this, and kept saying, "What will happen in the future?"
Luke decisively said that he was very picky and wouldn't be poached so easily.
What he said was naturally met with Elena's mocking and "beating".
Half an hour later, a staff member called the dazed Lindsay away.
Looking at Luke, who nodded at her and went back to playing on his phone, she felt at peace.
That was right. She had been watching Luke for half an hour, but hadn't been flustered. Instead, she had become more "relaxed."
Of course, this was Luke's doing.
He had no intention of provoking Lindsay, the young lady.
He also didn't want to provoke her protective mother, Aurora.
Thus, he used his ability slightly to stop Lindsay from being intoxicated by his "beauty." He also affected her mental state slightly so that she would become calmer and less impulsive.
He didn't use much of his ability, but Lindsay didn't have any defenses or resistance. It was another half an hour of continuous "output."
This time, Lindsay would probably stay in this "relaxed" state for a week or two. At that time, she probably wouldn't argue with her family anymore, and Luke's "case" would be able to end well.
Not long after Lindsay left, there were exclamations and discussions on the other end.
After listening for a while, Luke knew that someone had offered a million dollars to buy a Monroe painting.
Who knew if Lindsay was the one who had arranged for this to happen.
In the art market, this kind of trick was too common. It wasn't surprising, and it had nothing to do with him.
Luke quickly focused his attention and continued playing on his phone.
At that moment, he wasn't looking at the Christmas pictures that Selina had sent, but the information.
After his Mental Strength reached 40, his ability to use time fragments was even stronger. In just a few dozen seconds, he could immerse himself in learning and thinking.
He had spent a lot of time playing in the past two days, but not all of it on Elena.
From last night until this morning, Elena had slept for almost six hours, while Luke had only slept for two.
At two in the morning, while the future artist in his arms was sleeping soundly, he had already started his daily overtime.
Ten minutes later, Elena and Margret were brought over by the staff.
After the coffee was served, the two women told him what had happened.
Luke simply hugged Elena, who was a little excited and a little envious. She said that two of Monroe's paintings were likely to be bought.
One of the paintings was worth around 1.2 million dollars. This was the painting that Luke had heard the commotion at first, and it was one of the main works in Monroe's exhibition.
The other painting was a little lower, at 800,000 dollars, and was also one of the main works this time.
Luke chuckled inwardly. If this was Lindsay's way of doing business, Monroe's mainstream works would be labeled "million dollars."
If anyone wanted to buy him in the future, the price would fluctuate around a million dollars.
After a few more hype, the price would become several million dollars for a single painting, and Lindsay would get half of it.
Recalling what Lindsay had inadvertently mentioned just now that she had almost a hundred works by Monroe, Luke couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
If the hype was successful, coupled with the appropriate sales frequency, it meant that she would be able to make at least ten million dollars. Lindsay wouldn't have to worry about money for the rest of her life.
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