My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1887

Selina’s response came through a smile, silent yet affirming, as though her silence spoke volumes.

“Selina, your timing couldn’t be more impeccable,” Noemi said, diving straight into the heart of the matter.

“Rosalynn here has just pointed out that this painting is a forgery.

How could your gallery exhibit a counterfeit?”

Selina’s previously unwavering smile wavered at the question.

“A forgery? But how? We’ve ensured all our acquisitions are through reputable sources.

How could a fake have ended up here?” she questioned, her composure slipping.

Rosalynn, once again, assuredly fixed her gaze on the contentious painting.

“Nevertheless, this piece is a counterfeit,” she stated, unshaken in her conviction.

Turning towards Rosalynn, the thinly veiled patience in Selina’s demeanor gave way to open frustration.

“Rosalynn, do you have any concrete evidence to support your claim? It’s irresponsible to levy such accusations and potentially damage the standing of my gallery without basis,” she countered, her voice tinged with accusation.

Rosalynn, unfazed, responded with a light chuckle, “Miss Forbes, believe me, I’ve no interest in creating baseless drama.

aware you were involved

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genuinely by Master Javier

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a large crowd eager to explore the art exhibition

debate quickly became the center of attention,

listeners were

has to be an undiscovered piece by

and exquisite craftsmanship!” an

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other artworks, and this is absolutely genuine,” another

of art students huddled nearby, engaging in lively discussions and sharing their

lingered among the

this other lady seems so sure it’s a counterfeit,” one

got nothing better to do than falsely accusing Javier Morrison’s work of being