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.

displayed while the originals were photographed and included in the exhibition

would need to be

people would get the chance to see Amber's work. Wasn't that exactly

pieces for recognition or financial gain,

about the smile Amber had whenever she worked, Serena

about we meet somewhere to go over the

Just let

Serena could tell he

met at a

just as his voice had suggested, was warm, polished,

just half an hour, they had outlined

Serena wanted Amber's porcelain to reach a wider audience, he said, "Of course. The purpose of this porcelain exhibition is exactly to give these works the exposure

to be shared with more people. They deserve to be remembered, because

agreement. The two were

would work during the day, and after hours, she would head straight

easier for Serena to work late at night, Samuel handed

a smile. "Aren't you worried