Chapter 96 A Counterfeit

 

Hugo was sitting at the head of the table in traditional attire, a trace of imperiousness on his face.

 

 

Even when he saw Connor and the others approaching, his expression remained forbidding.

 

“Dad, I know you like paintings, so I expressly prepared a painting by Eugene Delacroix for you!” As the eldest son, Miguel was naturally the first person to step forward.

 

He opened a black rectangular box, revealing a painting by Eugene Delacroix inside.

 

 

 

“Thank you, Miguel.” Hugo nodded impassionately after seeing the gift Miguel prepared.

 

 

That painting by Eugene Delacroix could sell for at least a couple hundred thousand on the market. Something more expensive could even reach a million.

 

After Miguel had stepped back, Ezra stepped forward with a box in his hands.

 

 

 

“Dad, I prepared a painting for you as well!”

 

When the box was opened, a painting by Artemisia Gentileschi lay within. Just the name, Artemisia Gentileschi, meant that it was likewise worth a couple hundred thousand at the very least.

 

 

 

“Not bad.”

 

Once again, Hugo nodded approvingly.

 

At his nod, a flash of triumph unwittingly flickered in Ezra’s eyes. Subsequently, he turned his gaze to Connor and urged, “Why are you still standing there blankly? It’s your turn now!”

 

“Oh, okay.”

 

name, Connor hastily moved forward. Hugo merely glanced at him before a trace of

 

as day that he looked down upon that son of

 

when Hugo interrupted him, “Okay, you don’t need to

 

some worthless trash every single year, so what use is it to introduce it other than to be scorned

 

I…” At having been rudely cut off, indignance abruptly

 

as he added, “If you don’t allow

 

what gift he

 

Hugo waved a hand with a grim expression, seemingly writing

 

is a lavender jade figurine carved by Roscoe Channer himself,” Connor introduced at long last. But

 

that moment, everyone’s gazes were fixated on

 

of total incredulity shone in

 

Didn’t he retire ten years ago and vow to never carve any

 

“Roscoe Channer.” He stared at the man and questioned, “I didn’t mishear you, did I? You said your gift is a lavender jade figurine carved by

 

“Yeah!”

 

all

 

Roscoe Channer? Why did Dad have such a huge

 

by the urge to grab the sandalwood box

 

Who is he? He’s the top carver in Chanaea. Especially

 

“Oh, sure.”

 

sandalwood box. The moment the

 

lifelike and crystal clear jade figurine appeared in the line of sight of everyone

 

“It’s the imperial jade!”

 

recognized the type of jade used for the

 

“That’s the imperial jade!”

 

If it’s genuine, the price

 

can’t buy it for a hundred million. Yesterday, I personally witnessed a mysterious buyer purchasing this lavender

 

“Three hundred million?”

 

figurine materialized before their eyes, the crowd went

 

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