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The person in charge raised his eyes, glanced at the ordinary-looking Nine Paintings in Jenson's hand, and teased. "How can you call this a precious treasure? At best, it's just a work of art that's painted slightly well."

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In order to increase the value of the treasure, Jenson handed out a Diamond Card. "As long as you can ensure that the auction goes on smoothly, I'll pay you five million bucks. Deal?"

"Five million?" The person in charge was so astounded that he carefully examined Nine Paintings again, yet even so, he did not find anything that stood out particularly.

Despite that, money had been difficult to make these days, so they were willing to accept both large and small deals here at the auction platform. If the other party was willing to pay them five million for their labor fees, then this might just be the largest deal they had ever landed in over a century.

The person in charge stood up from his chair and said

reverently, "Of course it's a deal. We promise to work closely with you to fulfill your auction requirements."

Jenson pulled out a business card from his card case." I'll contact you, then."

"Sure."

When Jenson left, a malicious sneer hung at the corner of his lips.

this considered bait fishing? He did not know if the fishes

Mount Pearl.

Master Yorks' place and reported to him, "Sir, Young Master refuses to

badly that all the females would throw themselves at his

had actually slept with

Black Widow soiled the most valuable treasure in my family?" Spencer got up with trembling feet while wearing

Congratulations, Old Master Yorks. You will soon be able to hold your

feebly, "What's there to

Nothing good is going to come to my son if

telling him that Black Widow covets him

of Black Widow's house, he was momentarily moved by

interested in women, not even a female mosquito could bite his flesh. I was afraid that he would go down the same road as his mother and become an anchorite himself, stripping himself of all worldly desires and romance.

of rage, Spencer came

Black Widow's house was wide open. Black Widow had fainted on the bed with half of her body hanging off

"Black Widow may be

saw signs of trauma at the back of Black Widow's head, his

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