Chapter 927

Cedrick and Mister Abma met each other in the circle of collectors before. He explained in a low voice, "Mister Abma, I guess today is your lucky day then. This painting was bought by my wife's cousin as a gift for Granny Atherton. It was said to be worth tens of millions of dollars."

’Thousands of millions of dollars?!" Mister Abma nodded excitedly." Morison's famous paintings are indeed worth the price. Well, I guess, as you said, it's my lucky day!"

While waiting for Mister Abma to arrive just now, Tracy was trying to find a way to wipe off the red wine stain from the oil painting.

She tried every means but still could not completely get rid of it, so she had no choice but handed it over to Mister Abma, the ruined painting.

Mister Abma held the painting carefully and placed put it on a clean table. He gently stroked the surface of the painting, lowered his head to smell the fragrance of it, took down his glasses, and held the magnifier to scan through the oil painting.

The more he looked, the more piqued he looked.

then said, "It's an authentic painting of Morison, right? I'm sure Mister Abma will soon let everyone know about it. Tracy won't bother to buy a

made Mister Abma impatient. He threw the magnifier in his hand onto the oil painting and yelled, ' Nonsense! Shame on you both! This ten-million dollars worth of 'Happiness' is a forgery! What idiot in the world would spend ten

just a waste of

"What?! A forgery?!’

Tracy wouldn't buy a fake painting to shame herself

appraisal for over 50 years! You can slander others,

slightly, and Sammy's expression

it be a fake? Mister Abma, you must've made

Abma, please check again. Did the red wine affect the smell?

and I'm confident with the result of my prior

me, young lady. How do

whole story on the way to pick him up. Someone had doubts about the authenticity of the painting,

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