The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

With just one look, Russell could tell that this was not the painting he gave Mr. Clarke. This was a counterfeit! So, who gave this painting to Charles?

to Mr. Clarke earlier! With this, Russell now had a plan formed. Aiden, you’re dead meat! I will teach you a lesson in place of Mr. Clarke! Russell walked over to the glass display earnestly and started examining it. Everyone felt the air become tense and mysterious as they watched on. After all, this was Master Russell, a famous collector in Riverdale City. If he, too, held this painting in high regard, it must be an authentic piece! It must be priceless! As he stood beside Russell, Charles was like a little child, unable to conceal the pride and joy on his

soft and smooth like a newborn’s. She looked bewildered as she stared at the text message then quickly replied: Boss, do you mean to say that you want to switch out all of our company’s delivery scooters with Harley bikes? Agnes felt her head spin. For the first time, she experienced just how rich Philip was! One Harley bike cost tens of thousands,

replying with this message, Philip put his phone away and sat quietly to watch. Russell’s every move attracted the attention of everyone in the gallery. People were even starting to praise Charles, and that made Charles feel even more ecstatic. “Master Russell, how is it? What would this authentic piece by Tang Bohu be worth in the market?” After Russell was done looking, Charles asked impatiently as he smiled to his eyes. Russell pondered for a moment. Everyone grew anxious, looking at him. “Look, even Master Russell is looking stern. This piece must be really great!” “I bet that it’ll be worth at least eight million!” As the crowd chattered,