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.

of Morison, right? I'm sure Mister Abma will soon let everyone know about it. Tracy won't bother to buy a

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 million dollars on a

just a waste of his time and

"What?! A forgery?!’

to shame herself in public.

and has been in oil painting appraisal for

and Sammy's

in disbelief. "How could it be a fake? Mister Abma,

please check again. Did the red wine affect the smell? This painting originally

I'm confident with the result of my prior appraisal. This is a fake! ’ Mister Abma did not

curiously and asked, "Please enlighten me, young lady. How

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

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