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?"

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

old man held her hand tightly, as if he

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 all but

unable to tear 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

cherished papercutting, and his praise for Jessica was

heard Larkin say it depicted the Zimmerman family's ancestral

heritage site in the city- everyone present knew

the air was thick with admiration and

would you let me get a word in edgewise? I'd 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 returned to Riverside, where he

relented. "Alright,

to Jessica with 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 colleagues that nobody has yet applied to get silhouette papercutting registered as an intangible heritage. They've been searching for

himself from

himself couldn't help but start making his way