The painting

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"Whoa," Ceece exclaimed from the balcony, her eyes widening with surprise as she watched the Bentley pull up and Jasmine step out of the car. Meanwhile, Payne was engrossed in her iPad, but her ears perked up at Ceece's remark. "Did Mom land a big movie deal or something? Where'd she get such a fancy car?"

"I don't know," Ceece answered Payne with her brows raised with contemplation.

"You're the manager, how could you not know if Mom landed a major film role or scored a big brand endorsement?" Payne asked incredulously, casting a glance at Ceece, who was responsible for managing her mother's job.

"As a manager, I can assure you that your mother hasn't landed any major film or brand endorsement recently, so this car has us both puzzled. How about we just ask your mother directly?" Ceece replied, offering a practical solution.

"Hmm, let's go. I wish Mom owned this car," Payne said, turning away from the balcony. Ceece followed her, cautioning, "You know, greed isn't a good thing!"