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?"

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

her to sit down beside him. The old man held her hand tightly, as if he couldn't bear to let go. He patted her hand tenderly, his aged eyes shining with

dear, this gift you've given me is truly 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 the details in that picture are

a child. And the woman beside him is my mother. The moment I saw your papercutting, it was as if I'd

praise

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

landmark heritage site

air was

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 returned to Riverside,

relented. "Alright, alright, say your

"Jessica, the cultural bureaus all over the country are eager to support applications for heritage preservation. Not long ago, I heard from my old colleagues that nobody has yet applied to get silhouette papercutting registered as an intangible heritage. They've been searching for someone with your talent. I'd love to

restrain himself from dragging Jessica off to apply right

help but