Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 215

"What's silhouette papercutting? Never even heard of it."

"Even if you haven't, Lorenzo said it's a lost art. That means it's rare-and probably worth a fortune."

A few people nearby were whispering among themselves.

Sheila's face paled noticeably.

Sallie, on the other hand, felt a little relief; at least she hadn't embarrassed herself.

Lorenzo stood up and walked over to Jessica, his manner incredibly polite. "Excuse me, miss, may I ask who made this piece?"

Vince chimed in immediately. "She did."

"Really?"

out to shake Jessica's hand, but Larkin beat him to it, practically elbowing him aside

gently led Jessica back to his seat, coaxing her to sit down beside him. The old man held her hand tightly, as if he couldn't bear to let go. He patted

me is truly priceless. You've recreated the Zimmerman family's ancestral home-my family's home. All that remains of it now is

That little boy there—that's me, when I was a child. And the woman beside him is my mother. The moment I saw your papercutting, it was as if I'd been transported back in time. This is, without a doubt, the most

and his praise for Jessica was

Larkin say it depicted the Zimmerman family's ancestral home, the room fell

was now a landmark heritage site in the city- everyone present

the air was thick with admiration and

lady's hand too, but you haven't given me half a chance." Lorenzo had

relented. "Alright,

a warm smile. "Jessica, the cultural bureaus all over the country are eager to support applications for heritage preservation. Not long ago, I heard from my old

he could barely restrain himself from dragging

Smith himself couldn't help but start