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.

I'm sure Mister Abma will soon let

yelled, ' Nonsense! Shame on you both! This ten-million dollars worth

was just a waste of his time

"What?! A forgery?!’

painting to shame herself in public.

for over 50 years! You can slander others, but

trembled slightly, and Sammy's expression

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

Did the red

waste my time. I've studied Morison's works for many years, and I'm confident with the result of my prior

enlighten me, young lady. How do you know this painting

Someone had doubts about the authenticity of the painting, so he was

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