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.

it's just a fake painting. I'll

Frank tactfully turned to leave, positive that

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

and appraised antiques and other rarities all my life. They can't all be fake -even if there's one in

such, I invite you to look through them as a favor for me! If there are more fakes, I will destroy them like

is it?"

good

sighed. "Don't worry, I won't insult you. In fact, I will pay you a fee for every time

worth. How about that?"

"What?!"

Travis' offer the

of what

was worth... It was not just confidence in his coffers, but it was also confidence in the authenticity

and decided to agree

confident Travis was, the man just might really have

could get what he needed without spending a dime,