The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Hugh pointed at Frank as he snapped, "Who do you think you are, Frank?! Every item presented here would've been appraised by a specialist. There is no way my vase is a fake! Or perhaps you think you're better than the appraiser Mr. Pearce invited?!"

"Hmph."

An elderly white haired man snorted audibly from the front row.

He was the appraiser Gene invited and a famous magister on the east coast.

Since he appraised every auction item before it was brought on stage while he stated an estimated value, Frank's loud protest was undoubtedly a slap to his face.

"Son, I'm Tet Boran of Ysalin, and everyone addresses me as a magister. I have seen that pure jade vase with my own eyes-there's no faking it! If you're trying to cause trouble, you've picked the wrong opponent!"

"What?! That's Magister Boran?!"

"That's Gene Pearce for you. He invited a magister!"

The man in white's words left everyone in shock-the man knew his antiques and modern articles, and was himself an elite martial artist well-versed in mysticism.

It was said that a businessman who had suffered endless losses made some changes to his ancestral graves at Tet's suggestion, and hit it rich by the next year.

what principles were at work, but the rich tended to get superstitious. That was how Tet secured a strong reputation and

that Gene had bought plenty of property all the way

on Tet's cap, which was why Gene held him in

Gene when Frank

magister he could not afford to insult, while the other man was

just then and messed up, it would

for him, Frank

at the vase pedestal, asking quietly, "Since you call yourself

"Hmph!"

chuckled coldly. "I've seen it. It's absolutely common for a

nodded but

look at it with a magnifying glass, you will notice a little inconsistency within that half

"What?!"

to his feet at Frank's words, staring at

was confident and showed no hints

as he noticed that Frank was