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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aback, then refocused her

is genuinely

require proof, I’m prepared to

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

my

you can see

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opening was a bustling affair, drawing a large crowd eager

debate quickly became the center of attention, pulling spectators

the argument unfolded, many listeners were swayed by Selina’s

has to be an undiscovered piece

the lifelike detail and exquisite craftsmanship!”

is a

seen his other artworks, and this is absolutely genuine,” another

students huddled nearby, engaging in

skepticism lingered

seems so sure it’s a counterfeit,” one bystander said,

better to do than falsely accusing Javier Morrison’s work of being fake,”