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The room went dead silent.

The eager look in Grandpa Josiah’s eyes started to fade away.

“Ms. Flora, what proof do you have to say this painting is a fake?” Paul asked, his eyes narrowing with a hint of hostility. It was clear that if Flora couldn’t back up her claim, Paul wasn’t going to let her off the hook easily.

thought Flora was being ridiculous too. How could a young woman, who probably didn’t even know the artist’s name, tell if

being Connor’s fiancée, they only whispered amongst themselves, too polite to confront her

in his brush that would reveal a dark blue pattern on the back of the

of the painting. All

is legit?” Yvonne snapped angrily. “I could just as easily say there’s no

lady is correct this is indeed a forgery. I once had the privilege of watching Ethan at work, and as she mentioned, the paint contained a special material that would reveal a

and a distinguished professor at the university, known for

the expressions of those present changed. So, the

turned beet red. They had spent a fortune on a fake painting, and to present it to Grandpa Josiah

ha, whether it’s real or fake, the thought is what counts, Grandpa Josiah said, instructing for the painting to be put away. He

thing someone had pointed out the forgery now Otherwise, if he hung it up or showed it off, only to have it later exposed as a

what’s your name?” Grandpa Josiah asked Flors warmly, his eyes

an immediate sense of familiarity when he saw Flora. Her blue dress reminded him of someone who had

saved him.

Josiah I’m Flora Flora replied, bowing

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