The feeling given by that seascape painting, although it didn't provide the shock of the portraits Ye Qiu painted for Mattio, was still very good. Helena liked it very much, but unexpectedly, placing it here in the seaside villa, it was stolen.
"Stolen? When?"
"It should have been last night."
Ye Qiu glanced at the nanny lady, who also wasn't sure.
"If it's stolen, it's stolen. Helena, I'll paint another identical one for you."
Ye Qiu knew that seascape oil painting was worth at least millions of Euros.
Of course, it might become even more valuable in the future.
Helena felt it was a pity, but relying on Ye Qiu's extraordinary memory, he painted an identical oil painting. Helena and Sophia saw it and indeed found it exactly the same. However, the materials were different; that one was on paper, this one was on canvas, this painting should be preserved longer.
Once the seascape painting was dry, Helena hurriedly stored it away.
