"That's hilarious!" Russell laughed heartily. "You fainted over a clay teapot. I wonder how humiliated you'll be if this ever gets out." Sigmund retorted, "You know nothing! If you were a fellow collector, you would understand how much that teapot means to me!" Bonnie was even more confused now. "Is it something special, Grandpa?"

Sigmund sighed and said, "Master Yandel made it. Back then, only three of his handiworks remained. Now, I think mine's the only one left."

Bonnie finally understood the older man's reasons. "No wonder you cared about it so much."

"Do you know about clay teapots as well?" Ivor asked.

She nodded and said humbly, "Just a little bit."

He knew her well enough to decipher her subtext. It meant she was an expert in the area. She said, "Now that we're talking about it, I also owned one of his clay teapots."

As soon as Sigmund heard that, he got excited. "You have it?! Where is it now?"

gave it

moment, something popped into Russell's head, and he said, "I heard there will be a charity auction at Achork tomorrow. I think one of the

need you to go to a charity auction tomorrow and look out

recently. I have to return to my

almost forgot. You'll have to

She responded, "Gotcha."

at the auction venue in Achork. Benedict also wore a

been to an event of this scale, but there's nothing to be nervous about.

"Do you often

"You could say that."

just several years older than me, and we both grew up in the countryside. How has she seen and

a black Maybach stopped at the entrance. Floyd opened the car door and said, "Mr. Ivor, we're

laptop and exited the car, asking, “Have you investigated thoroughly? Are you sure Master Yandel's clay teapot is

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