Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 224

“Amateur!”

Tony loathed the proposal.

“Carbon-dating isn’t a foolproof method, yet you want a machine to do the appraisal. What a joke! Regardless if you’re using carbon-14 or thermoluminescence, none of these could beat the naked eye.”

Casper smirked at Tony’s admonishment. “You are right. Scientific appraisals have loopholes, but we wouldn’t know the difference till there is a comparison.”

The two men scoffed. “Stop pretending to be an expert. Now, return the jar to us! You can’t afford to pay if you break it?”

Casper laughed. “But I can. Let’s play a game. If the jar is genuine, I will pay you double the final bidding price at the fair.”

“What? You? Look at shabby attire. Where are you going to find the money if you can’t even afford a shard from the jar?”

Doubt filled Victoria’s mind as the men mocked Casper. She was impressed with his gut feel. However, his evaluations on the two items made no sense. Her interests were at stake because the vase and jar were finale items at the auction.

Tony pounded the table with his fist. “This is preposterous! Do you think you can act impudently because you’re rich? I don’t care about your finance. You owe us an explanation for claiming the jar to be a fake.”

He set the jar down and asked, “Mr. Lane, can you lend me your high-definition magnifying glass?”

Tony took one out of his toolbox reluctantly and gave Casper.

He felt a sense of familiarity during the examination. It felt different from the genuine antiques he had at home, more like the high-quality forgeries produced by his mentor.

Could this be one of his works?

enamel temple jar was a

up in a house full of rare treasures, Casper would examine the pieces thoroughly every day to hone his skills. Over time, he knew every piece like the back of his hand. A knowledgeable and gifted assessor with acute

doubts. Pretending to smash the jar

expressions confirmed his

forger, to mentor him. The man

hated him. His forgeries had caused men to lose every penny, but there were also men

retired with a different identity. Finally, the Simpsons hired him to be Casper’s mentor. The

also the best appraiser. To produce a replica that could pass as the real thing to fool the experts, a forger had to possess an

mentor destroyed all his works, there weren’t many left in circulation. The jar wasn’t one of his, but there were some similarities in the craftsmanship. It must be

of the National Museum while the other was missing. Did he make

work. Mr. Crane would carve a

“Bingo!”

found the forger’s signature hidden in a bird’s-eye. The galloping fawn was barely

Tony, who

what did

with another question, “Mr. Lane, I wonder if you have heard of a legend in the antique world. There was a master

this. “Are you talking about the best master forger, Mr. Crane? I heard his workmanship was unmatched. His replicas were flawless,

at the sellers and smirked. “These men couldn’t find Mr. Crane, but their piece resembles his

Tony the jar and the

saw a

his competency in the field, Tony was clueless about the origin of that

was stunned. The consultant was a well-respected appraiser in Horington. Did he really miss

is continuing his mentor’s practice when he left a carving

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