Diana had to fight an eye-roll at that.
So, basically, she was being called shallow?
"Just say you don't know arts. Why try to argue your way out of it?" Joel retorted with displeasure.
John cast a fleeting glance at him, a look filled with unmistakable threat. Joel's face stiffened, and though he was clearly displeased, he still closed his mouth.
"I don't understand this painting either," John spoke up, breaking the tension.
The banquet hall fell into an instant silence.
Everyone exchanged looks, hesitant to speak up.
A few seconds of silence followed.
Then came a mocking voice.
"Yeah, I don't get it either. It's like some kind of mystical symbol. Who knows what it's supposed to mean?"
Frank, standing not far away, casually inserted a hand into his pink suit, projecting an air o
