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

held her hand tightly, as if he couldn't bear to let go. He patted

priceless. You've recreated the Zimmerman family's ancestral home-my family's home. All that remains of it now is a single faded photo, and

you've brought it to life so beautifully. 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

his praise

say it depicted the Zimmerman family's ancestral

now a landmark heritage site

the air was thick with admiration and

like to shake this young lady's hand too, but you haven't given me half a chance." Lorenzo had once headed the city's cultural bureau. After retiring, he

today, Lorenzo relented. "Alright, alright, say your

all over the country are eager to support applications for heritage preservation. Not long ago, I heard from my old colleagues that

himself from dragging Jessica off to apply right that

himself couldn't help but start making his way