Inside the exhibition hall.
Grace Neumann continued to introduce her art exhibition to Mrs. Varley.
The exhibition is being held at a multifunctional venue in the Huston Cultural Center.
Over two levels, it covers more than 1,000 square meters.
"Madam, please come this way." Grace guided with a smile.
She led the old lady and Brightan up the stairs to a quiet corner on the second floor.
There was a barrier outside, and people were generally not allowed in.
Inside, a painting hung quietly.
A curtain covered it, concealing its contents.
"Madam, take a look. This is the piece I'm most satisfied with in my entire exhibition." Grace teased a surprise.
The old lady was a bit skeptical. She reached out to uncover the curtain. Seeing the painting, her expression froze in an instant.
"It's him! It really looks like him!"
"My Anthony!"
"Grace, you're so thoughtful!"
Mrs. Varley was moved as she looked at the painting of her son.
