I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Jenifer was left dumbfounded. She might not believe Oliver’s words, but she absolutely trusted Mr. Cole!

In the appraisal world in the Southern area, Mr. Cole was a prominent figure. His status had reached a level where if he declared a counterfeit as genuine, no one would doubt its authenticity.

Likewise, if Mr. Cole claimed a genuine item to be fake, there was no doubt that it would be considered counterfeit.

In the southern area, Mr. Cole’s appraisals were considered a law unto themselves.

Certainly not to say that Mr. Cole would genuinely misidentify a fake as real or vice versa. His eye for detail and expertise were unparalleled, and his appraisals had always been infallible.

What astonished Jenifer even more was Mr. Cole’s statement that the definitive results would only come after the chemical analysis process, which would take approximately 12 hours

Mr. Cole’s initial appraisal was just based on a visual assessment.

But how did that seemingly young man know that the three bottles were counterfeits with just a quick look? He didn’t even

touch the wine.

Did Oliver collude with the manager of this hotel to scam Jenifer?

No, that didn’t make sense.

Jenifer immediately dismissed the idea. If it were a scam orchestrated between them, why would Oliver expose it right there

and then?

Exposing the scam meant Jenifer wouldn’t fall for it, so that didn’t add up.

Jenifer shot another glance at the female manager, whose face turned pale. The manager was panicking and hastily assured Jenifer, and then said, “Miss Woods, I absolutely wouldn’t deceive you, truly, I wouldn’t dare… I’ll call Mr. Simmons right away. He’s the one who acquired this wine.”

the power and influence of Jenifer’s

manager told Jenifer, “Miss Woods, Mr.

ignored her and instead glanced

be bothered with her and continued to dine and

took a big bite of Archulea lobster meat and then asked Oliver quietly, “Oliver, how did you… just glance at

at? I might not have any other skills, but I’m pretty

and remembered Oliver’s talent in stone gambling. This further boosted

a few million dollars was no longer a significant amount of money

of attention, which fostered her domineering

and this young man displayed remarkable appraisal skills. This piqued

waited for Mr. Simmons’s arrival,

continued eating and drinking, seemingly unaware of the commotion.

Oliver and said, “Hello, I’m Jenifer. May I ask who

responded, “We’re here for tourism. There’s no need for someone like you,

and her face

be friendly was coldly rebuffed.

friends were furious, rushing

do you think you are? So

know the reputation of

our Miss Woods.

not thieves or robbers, so I’m not afraid of anyone.”

unyielding, Jenifer became even more curious. She gestured for her friends to calm down and then quietly returned to her seat.

was exhilarated. Oliver had indeed proven himself to be a talented individual,

Manuel. He had booked the presidential suite to ensure that Oliver had a comfortable stay. Little did he know that Oliver would earn such a substantial amount of money just from their dinner. Perhaps the money he just made

clouds. Manuel and Oliver, on the other hand, were less concerned with etiquette, focusing on getting full, and that

the four of them prepared to return to

couldn’t resist stopping Oliver and said,

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