I Love You, Miss Genius

Harold said, "Let's stop talking about Bonnie. It'll just bring us bad luck. Master Orson will host an art exhibition soon anyway. We'll attend it together and butter him up. Then, he might be so delighted that he'll give us one of his paintings for free."

"You're right. We'll have to take the chance to butter him up real nice that day," Yolanda added.

"Achoo!" Bonnie sneezed.

"Are you okay, Sis? Did you catch a cold?" Benedict asked with concern.

"It's nothing. My nose was just itchy." Then, Bonnie looked at the last item for bid tonight, and her eyes sparkled.

After taking the stage and discussing the item for a lengthy time, the host said, "Now that I've said a lot about the clay teapot, you should all know how valuable it is. So, I'll stop talking your ears off and start the bidding."

he sat in his private room, thinking, 'That's the same one

bid until we get

"Understood, Mr. Ivor."

it off. If you can name an item the seller loves, they will trade

clamored. One asked, "Is the seller

will do. You can start naming your items. The seller will stop us if they're interested in something you've

offer a lavender jade

seriously trading that for a priceless clay teapot? The seller will never trade

offer a painting

I don't mean to offend anyone, but the teapot's worth will take your breath away. Not even ten pieces of Master Orson's

and worth collecting, but they're nothing compared to Master Yandel's clay teapot. I wonder who