Scott lifted his chin slightly: "Of course. Don't forget. I'm the second son of the Jones Family. If you know what's good for you, you'll just listen."

Daniela scoffed and took out her phone, making a video call to Ivan.

Ivan answered quickly, apparently in a moving car.

He smiled at Daniela: "Daniela, anything?"

Daniela smiled slightly: "Mr. Jones, there is something."

Scott heard her call him "Mr. Jones" and his heart skipped a beat. He looked at her incredulously.

"You..."

Daniela didn't wait for him to speak and directly flipped the camera of the video call.

The scene of Scott holding a lighter and about to burn the painting appeared in the camera.

Ivan immediately frowned: "What are you doing?"

Daniela chuckled: "Scott thinks my paintings are not worthy of being displayed in Treasures House, and he threatened to burn them. Mr. Jones, tell me, what should we do about this?"

Ivan's face immediately turned dark: "Let him answer the phone."

Daniela remained silent for a moment, not handing the phone to Scott, but instead held the screen in front of him.

She was really afraid that Scott would smash her phone in a fit of rage.

Scott glared at Daniela, as if he was thinking, "You dare to tattle on me?"

Daniela couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him, just gestured for him to look at the screen.

Ivan's cold voice came from the phone: "Try making that expression again!"

Scott paused and could only look away, unwillingly: "Brother, don't be fooled by her. This woman is just cunning, she dares to complain to you in front of me? How can she be a good person?"

"Shut up!" Ivan growled: "Haven't you put the lighter away yet?"

Scott could only let go of his hand and silently put the lighter back in his pocket.

"Apologize!" Ivan said.

Scott panicked: "Brother! I'm the second son of the Jones Family, you want me to apologize to a woman?"

He had countless women who would throw themselves at him, when was it his turn to apologize?

"Apologize!" This time Ivan's voice was stern.

Ivan gritted his teeth, glared angrily at Daniela, and left slamming the door.

Ivan saw him like this and clenched his fists.

He took a deep breath and said calmly to Daniela: "Daniela, I'm sorry. Scott has been a little slow since he was a child. Don't take it to heart. When we get back, I will definitely give him a good scolding!"

Daniela shook her head: "Mr. Jones, I should be the one apologizing. It's just a few paintings, if they weren't so precious, I wouldn't have bothered you."

"But, the second son has a big opinion of me, I think I'll just take my paintings away."

Ivan quickly said: "Don't, just leave them there. I'll see who dares to touch your paintings."

"I'm a professional when it comes to selling paintings. If you think the case is too troublesome, you can go to the store to repair the paintings and relax."

Daniela was about to say something, but Ivan was already ready to hang up.

"I've reached my destination, I'll talk later. Don't worry about the paintings in the store, it shouldn't take more than two days to handle them."

Daniela saw that he was in a hurry and could only give up.

As he hung up the phone, she seemed to see Ivan at the airport.

Going back to the US?

The thought flashed through her mind, but Daniela didn't think about it anymore.

Anyway, she was already here, so she continued to repair the paintings with Ken.

Ken felt a bit apologetic: "Miss Flores, I didn't expect the second son to be so..."

Daniela shook her head: "Scott is standing up for Sofia. How are they two so familiar?"

Ken didn't know either, and Daniela didn't ask further.

——

Airport.

Ivan stood at the exit of the national flight waiting.

After a while, an elderly couple walked out of the exit.