Nestor, who was still in sadness and despair, was completely stunned after hearing Thomas’ words.
‘What does he mean? After spending my money to eat, drink and buy all sorts of things, you are saying that we are not suitable to be friends? Are you treating me like a fool and having a laugh?’
He still maintained his courteous composure, forced a smile and asked, “Mr. Thomas, what do you mean by that?”
Thomas said scornfully, “Oh, although you are a generous guy, I find that you have no talent in art at all. You have not expressed any of your opinions on art throughout the evening. Sorry, I will not be friends with people who are not artistic. Let’s just end our friendship for now. From now onwards, please stop following me, bye.”
“What?!”
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