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?"

hand, but Larkin beat him to it, practically elbowing him aside as he grabbed Jessica's

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

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

his eyes away. "But 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

cherished papercutting, and his praise for Jessica was

everyone heard Larkin say it depicted the Zimmerman family's

a landmark heritage site in the city- everyone present knew

air was thick with

like to shake this young lady's hand too, but you haven't given me half a chance." Lorenzo

relented. "Alright,

for heritage preservation. Not long ago, I heard from my old colleagues that nobody has yet applied to get silhouette papercutting registered

barely restrain himself from dragging Jessica off to apply right

himself couldn't help but start making his