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.

you were involved with

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momentarily taken aback, then refocused her

piece is genuinely by

proof, I’m prepared

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inauguration of my gallery, a significant leap from my dancing career into

my reputation

you can see

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a bustling affair, drawing a large crowd eager to explore the art exhibition

the center of

many listeners were swayed by

an undiscovered piece by

and exquisite craftsmanship!”

He is a legend in landscape

this is absolutely genuine,” another

engaging in lively discussions and

skepticism lingered

it’s a counterfeit,” one bystander said,

it’s not like she’s got nothing better to do than falsely accusing Javier Morrison’s work of being fake,” another spectator