I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Oliver sighed and said, “Queenie, I’m still self-aware. If you say something like that, aren’t you afraid that the boss will fire you?”

Queenie’s face changed, and she immediately became timid. “I’m just kidding. You won’t report this to the boss, right?”

“I’m not a snitch.” Oliver went to check the previous inventory after saying that.

He was now even more familiar and understood how his eyes worked. This legendary cheat code was truly unmatched.

There was a saying. Everyone had their own expertise, and there were different approaches, each having its own merits.

For example, appraising. Those who love antique items would have an eye for identifying antiques, but they would be weaker in identifying antique calligraphy and painting.

As for those who were good at antique calligraphy and painting, they would be weak in identifying jade stones.

Those who were good at identifying jade stones would be weak at identifying porcelain wares.

No one could be perfect and proficient in all aspects.

However, Oliver’s visual identification skills were impressive. There was nothing he couldn’t identify. What he lacked was access to those types of opportunities.

It had been fine the entire afternoon. The luxury recycling business was different from ordinary businesses. It was normal for them not to open for three days straight, and one business deal was already enough sales quota for the entire month.

Oliver thought it was time to close the shop and get off work today, but at five o’clock, Yvonne received a call and reported it to him.

“Mr. Eastwood, a regular called and said that there were some items they wanted to sell, such as watches, clothes, and bags. She said there were many items, and it was inconvenient for her to show up, so she asked us to come…”

go. Who’s coming with me?” When Oliver heard that there was a business, he didn’t care whether it was time to get off work or not. He wanted to hurriedly make money for Hailey. Of course, he would be making money as well if

each other, avoiding his gaze when he asked

simply said, “Forget it.

so they all wanted to get off work early and meet up

was also a high-end residential area

in her thirties. Her husband was a businessman who would make money out of any

husband died of a sudden illness. Somehow, a mistress appeared after he died, and

now a family dispute. Except for the mansion where she

dollars by her husband. When her husband died, the bankers came to urge her to repay the loan

sell the

story. Sofia used to be so glorious, but

an area of about 3,000 square feet, and

living in, but were also a luxury that Oliver and

and fashionable as before. She opened the door with fluffy hair, dark circles under her eyes, and wrinkled

Vuitton. There were also women’s watches, seven or eight boxes of them,

on the verge of tears as she said in a low voice, “Take a look. I’ll

Chapter 11

nodded and started working

we can only pay 134 thousand dollars for all 14 bags. In addition, there are eight women’s watches, six of which are high-grade imitation watches, and only two are genuine ones. We will offer 32,000 dollars for the two

covered her face. “My credit card this month is 434 thousand

‘The Water Lily Pond’ by the Impressionist painter, Claude. Its market value is about 80,000 dollars, but if operated through an auction house, it may be sold for 140 to 160

lit up and she burst out. “80,000 dollars? Sold! Do you want this? There is still a lot in my husband’s study.

she never cared about or noticed were so valuable, Sofia

was Hubbard. The study was not big, but there were many paintings

heart skipped a beat. This was a huge

after looking at it, he found that most of them were worth less than

particularly valuable. It wasn’t like stone gambling, where he

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