Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 152

Serena had only slept for a few hours when she was woken up by a phone call the next morning.

"Is this Ms. Jansen? My name is Samuel Davis, and I'm in charge of the porcelain exhibition. I had spoken with Mr. Larson previously-do you remember me?"

The voice on the other end was warm and polite.

Serena slowly woke up, nodded, and replied, "I remember you. It's pretty early for a call-what can I do for you?"

"Well, for the upcoming porcelain exhibition, I'd like to include your mother's works. Her pieces are incredibly rare and invaluable, and many industry professionals attending the exhibition are eager to see them in person.

"Additionally, since this is a public exhibition, while most of the attendees will be industry professionals, some business owners will also be bringing their children along.

"Your mother's porcelain pieces are exceptionally valuable, and for safety reasons, my suggestion would be to display one representative piece, while the others could be replaced with replicas."

Samuel's tone was cautious, almost tentative.

Serena understood right away.

This was standard practice at public exhibitions. Amber's porcelain was priceless, and if anything happened to it, Samuel, as the one in charge, would have no way to cover the loss.

the originals were photographed and included

need to

Amber's work. Wasn't that exactly what she

porcelain pieces for recognition or financial gain, but to share the beauty

the smile Amber had whenever she worked, Serena found herself smiling

it's convenient for you, how about we meet somewhere to go over the

anytime. Just let

brimmed with excitement, and Serena could tell he

at

his voice had suggested, was warm, polished, and

business, he was organized and efficient. In just half

said, "Of course. The purpose of this porcelain exhibition is exactly to give these

a collector's cabinet, I want these pieces to be shared with more

agreement. The

during the day, and after hours, she would head

it easier for Serena to work late at night, Samuel handed her the key to his

"Aren't you worried I'll take your porcelain