I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chatper 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.”

trembling. She knew well the power and influence of Jenifer’s family. She was in no position

Jenifer,

her and

Oliver couldn’t be bothered with her and continued to dine and drink with Manuel,

meat and then asked Oliver quietly, “Oliver, how did you… just glance at it and know the wine was

replied, “Don’t you know what I’m good at? I might not have any other skills, but I’m pretty good at appraisals. No matter what it is, I can tell if it’s real or fake with just

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

few million dollars was no longer a significant amount of

in the wealthy Woods family, she was always the center of attention, which fostered her domineering personality. She was accustomed to being in the spotlight and thought the world revolved around

didn’t spare her a second glance, and this young

waited for Mr. Simmons’s arrival, and Jenifer’s three friends were

their table, Oliver and the others continued eating and drinking, seemingly unaware

approach 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, a wealthy young lady,

her face showed

be friendly was coldly

a sudden, Jenifer’s three friends were furious, rushing over to berate Oliver

think you

with your attitude? Don’t you know the reputation of the

offended our Miss Woods. You’ll

not thieves

this young man was unyielding, Jenifer became even more curious. She gestured for her friends

enjoyed the meal, was exhilarated. Oliver had indeed proven himself to be a talented individual, not merely a product of

did he know that Oliver would earn such a substantial amount of money just from their dinner. Perhaps the money he just made even could cover the cost of their stay

wind swept away the last remnants of clouds. Manuel and Oliver, on

the four of them prepared to return

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