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…”

didn’t care whether it was time to get off work or not. He wanted

other, avoiding his gaze

said, “Forget it. I’ll go with

and unmarried, so they all wanted to get off work early and meet up with their

was also a high-end residential area in the city. It had mansions,

was a businessman who would make money out of any profitable business, and

the previous week, her husband died of a sudden illness. Somehow, a mistress appeared after he died,

will or letter at all, and there was now a family dispute. Except for the mansion where she lived now, she had no shares

her husband died, the bankers came to urge

could only sell the luxury

tragic story. Sofia used to be so glorious, but she was unlucky

about 3,000 square feet, and each exclusive garden also had an area

lower than the manor Hailey was living in, but were

opened the door with fluffy hair, dark circles under her eyes, and wrinkled

Louis Vuitton. There were also women’s watches, seven or

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

Chapter 11

nodded and started working immediately to identify the

said to Sofia, “Ms. Clark, I’ve done the identification. There are 14 bags in total, but because they are old and most of them have scratches, 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

covered her face. “My credit card this month is 434 thousand dollars… Can you check how much my

pointed at a painting on the wall and said, “Ms. Clark, this is ‘The Water Lily Pond’ by the Impressionist painter, Claude. Its market value is about 80,000

Sold! Do you want this? There is still a lot in my husband’s study. Come! Come with me to

she never cared about or

many paintings and calligraphy art on the wall, as

heart skipped a beat. This was a huge

at it, he found that most of them were worth less than 100 thousand dollars, mostly about 10 to 40,000

It wasn’t like stone gambling, where he could earn more than 600 thousand

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