The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Various expressions alternated over Travis' face, and he bellowed at the stewardesses again, "Go, buy me a box of matches!"

"Yes, Mr. Dali..." The stewardesses flinched and hurried away.

Hugh was glaring furiously at Frank. "Frank, haven't you heard the saying 'live and let live'?"

"Live and let live, really?"

Frank chuckled in turn. "Did you listen to me when I tried to dissuade you from having me appraise that painting? You presumed I was trying to bail, even demanding that I kowtow to everyone." Hugh was stumped. He could only snort and clench his jaw.

Soon, the stewardesses returned with matches.

Travis' hands were shaking, but he ultimately burned the painting as everyone watched.

Even as the canvas was reduced to ashes, Travis' cheek clenched in heartache.

But there was no helping it-he had made a promise, and he must see it through.

Such was the unspoken ironclad rule when it came to antique appraisal.

just a fake painting. I'll be leaving

was scowling, Frank tactfully turned

Travis stopped Frank. "Sir, you'd be mistaken if you believe that I'm that

that Frank was leaving because his presence would be an insult to him, and hence, he said firmly, "I have collected and appraised antiques and other rarities all my life. They can't all be fake -even if there's one in my collection that proves to be fake, I

a favor for me! If there are more fakes, I will destroy them

no good, is it?" Frank smiled

not good about

every time you appraise. If it's a fake, then you will be paid ten percent of what

worth. How about that?"

"What?!"

offer the

of what that

not just confidence in his coffers, but

thought about it and decided to

how confident Travis was, the man just might really have

as well... who knew if he could get what he needed without spending a dime, which was not necessarily bad for him. "Alright. I'll stay," Frank said and returned to