"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

Russell's head, and he said, "I heard there will be a charity auction at Achork tomorrow. I think one

Hamish, "I need you to go to a charity auction tomorrow

return to my hometown tonight. I'm sorry, but you'll have to go to the auction yourself." "I'm

have to wear a mask

She responded, "Gotcha."

venue in Achork. Benedict also wore a mask

an event of this scale, but there's nothing to be nervous about. You'll get used to it in

asked, "Do you often attend these

"You could say that."

wonder, 'Bonnie is just several years older than me, and we both grew up in the countryside. How has she seen and known so much about the world? She even knows all

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

you investigated thoroughly? Are you sure Master Yandel's clay teapot is up

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