Billionaire Art Collector Novels & Stories

“A means to create wealth while also fostering the arts.” “Art isn’t exactly the most lucrative business,” I replied, arching a brow. “Not in the traditional sense, no. Upon still for the right buyers, certain pieces can worth a fortune.” Albert said, his mouth quivered in humor. “This gallery is also personal. It’s for my daughter," he added. He winked at me when we came to a stop in front of a young woman. She was elegantly dressed in a simple gown, her dark hair glistened like polished wood. She was tall and graceful.

Cole turned his head and answered with a smile, “Dad, you don’t get it, there’s something bigger at work here, I’ll explain it to you later.” “I still won’t get it even after you do…” John waved his hand dismissively and went into the living room to watch his tv series. Cole realized Caroline was still focused on cutting the vegetables, she didn’t even glance at his laptop’s screen. He was curious. “Sis, why are you not looking at this? It’s 5,000,000 dollars, did you not hear me?”

He took a deep breath and touched his wounded knee gingerly, I didn't even tie it off to stop the flow of blood, let the fuck bleed to death for all I care. "I mean that some people go shopping for pets and some go shopping for humans and according to their taste it could be man woman or child." "What the fuck are you saying?" "I'm saying that if you have the money and you see little Susie or Jimmy riding their tricycle on the sidewalk and you want them, all you need is a picture, the general area or location of the home and someone will acquire them for you for a price. From what I gathered the senator and the doc liked to oversee those special acquisitions themselves if the price was right

Besse knew better than to reply so she just walked away. **** At Jack's mansion Jack sat in his large living room, sipping wine and going through his documents. Ever since his mother died, he saw no reason to stay in his father's house anymore so he decided to get his own mansion. The mansion was worth over twenty million dollars, he didn't even bother to negotiate with the agent, he.just paid right away. The mansion consists of four large bedrooms, two living rooms, a large garage, a huge Jacuzzi and a large kitchen.

His right hand man took it and went through it. " I didn't know that k group had so much interest in paintings. K culture foundation,in every year of particular time, they've been buying new artists art work at a high price. Stark gallery is the main connection and got several million dollars from Stark foundation as a commission." He looks at me no shock. " This is what I've collected for 2 years. I get how you're maintaining a good relationship with Mr Stark." He scoffed. " You came here to talk about what we all know?" He folds his arm.

Liam …..THREE WEEKS LATER. “I must admit your collection is really beautiful.” Layla, another one of my biggest clients says as she gazes at the painting on the wall beside mine. Another one of those extremely wealthy clients that got their fortune from a late husband. “How did you get that?” She continues to stare, mesmerized by the beauty of the artwork. I smile. “Which?”

Mr Billy informed. Was it weird that he had asked me the idea behind the painting? And he gave me a questioning look when I said it was nothing but an inspiration, yet he didn't push it. “A million and a hundred dollars.” Mr Hearts bidded. He was dressed in a suit and wearing glasses. He was one of Alabama's biggest clients. He was known to collect Art more than he did with women. This was his healthy obsession. “A million and three hundred.” Miss July countered, and I watched her send him a smug look. Sometimes, I wondered why the two weren't married, given how they were always on one another’s neck.

Atif answered. "Thank you in advance Sir." Vanesa said with a sweet smile in her face trying to catch the attention of Atif. But Atif just ignored that. Atif knew what was behind that smile. He knew that Vanesa wanted to be noticed by him. And that thing is not new to Atif. Atif used in those kind of situations. Many girls, ladies or women behave like that in front of Atif. They aspire to become Atif's girlfriend or wife. Because Atif is not just a successor of Haris in his position as a Chief Executive Officer of the large scale company H & A Summit Holdings, Inc. He has a lot of money, in his young age-he is considered a billionaire.

"Of course I am. I spent months on that acquisition." "Then let me make it up to you." He pulled out his phone and showed her several images. "This is the collection I mentioned. Private collector in London, looking to sell quietly. Twelve pieces....three Monets, two Renoirs, a Degas, several others. Similar quality to Rousseau, possibly better provenance." Lyra's breath caught. The pieces were stunning. "Why hasn't this been made public?" "The collector wants discretion. Family situation....divorce, asset division, that sort of thing. He's only showing the collection to a select few galleries." Julian's eyes met hers. "I can get you a viewing. Next week, if you're interested."