Chapter 477

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Luther residence, Bailey raised her brow and smiled at Felicity. “I've got something good for you.”

With that, she pulled out the antique statue from her shopping bag and placed it on the table.

As a fervent art collector, Felicity was appalled to see that Bailey had kept such a delicate statue in a flimsy bag. “Don't ever do that again! That's very disrespectful! You ought to treat art pieces with more care.”

Bailey, however, only found the situation highly amusing.

I show my love for art through actions, not words. I wouldn't have picked it out from that heap of trash if I hadn't cared about it.

“Go on. Check it out. I assure you it's a treasure.”

Despite her skepticism, Felicity took the magnifying glass from her butler and began inspecting the statue.

After a while, her expression slid into a frown. “Well, I don't see any difference between this and other ceramic statues. That said, it's still a beautiful piece of art, and we ought to treasure it.”

Bailey shook her head. “Take a closer look. If you still can't tell it's special, I can only say you don't have a keen eye for art.”

Upon hearing that, Felicity gave a short, exasperated laugh. “Oh, you and your sharp tongue. Fine. I shall have another look. You'd better not be pulling my leg, though. Otherwise, I'll give you a few good smacks.”

Moments later, Felicity finally turned to Bailey with a look of astonishment on her face. “Bay, am I imagining things? Why do I hear harp music and choral singing? I seem to be smelling frankincense too...”

Bailey curled her lips into a smile.

snagged myself a treasure. That statue had passed through the hands of kings and queens and had even been blessed in a temple. Only those who truly appreciate art will be able to experience

heard and smelled is spot on. That's because this antique statue has an incredible history behind it,” she said before

“T-This... I-Is this really...”

how Felicity was stumbling over her words, Bailey couldn't help but chuckle. “You don't have to

goodness. This is a national treasure! Why didn't you say anything back at the museum? I remember those old fogies claiming

family. Besides, what's truly beneficial to the country isn't this antique statue but the red emerald. Now that I

was still thinking about donating the statue to the museum, but I've changed my mind after hearing what you said. I do have one concern, though. Are you sure

We won't. Go ahead and keep it in the

I took the statue away. Given his intelligence, I'm sure he has also figured out it's a rare, ancient relic. However, since he didn't stop me, I shall take it as a tacit acquiescence on his part. Ha! It's not like he has a choice,

coffee shop, Yvette narrowed her eyes as she coldly scrutinized the middle-aged lady

day. She even tried for a son through in vitro fertilization so she could assume the role of my mother. Thankfully, she got what she deserved. She had a miscarriage after six months of pregnancy, which undoubtedly shattered all her dreams. In the end, Dad got sick of her and even paid to have

do you want from

“You know, I used to be your father's mistress, so technically, that'd make me your stepmother.

felt a wave of fury crashing

of Dad, yet she still has the guts to demand respect from me! How

couch and grabbed her cup

do. You, however, are my stepdaughter. Your father had done a lot for me in the past, and helping you become the wife of Tarragon's leader would be a

Sofie. “Are you saying you can help get me

spent all my time in

probe further.

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