The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 203

With a nonchalant expression on his face, Percival pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea towards Eric.

“Tea sets are meant for making tea, aren’t they?”

“But this is an antique! An antique” Eric glared at Percival in resentment, but he couldn’t resist picking up the cup of tea and taking a sip

The delicate and distinctive fragrance of the tea almost made him sigh in contentment

He had been longing for this tea, which was produced by the eighteen tea plarits in the Royal Tea Garden

However, its annual yield was only about 50 grams, and even before the leaves were picked, they were already ordered by the big shots. He didn’t even have the chance to get a whiff of its aroma

Unexpectedly, it was Percival, the man he currently despised the most, who had made this dream come true

As he savored the tea, he carefully admired the intricately carved cup in his hand.

The small cup was adorned with stories related to tea It told stories of its cultivation, picking, processing, selling, brewing, and serving All expertly

carved by Yacob

It was a one–of–a–kind masterpiece, making whatever set he had look like junk in comparison.

Such a precious item should be stored in a safe and admired, shouldn’t it?

But this infuriating man had just casually brought it out for use.

Vivienne couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of Eric’s jealous face. He looked like he wanted to bite Percival to death.

“Vivienne As soon as Vivienne came down, Dorian and Cordelia hurriedly called her over

“Do they have a grudge against Percival?” Cordelia asked in a low voice.

From their perspective, it seemed like the men were just making tea, but it felt like they were on the verge of a fight.

Vivienne smiled and patted Cordelia’s back to reassure her.

and the others immediately made room for her

took her hand, and led her to sit next to him. He raised his

from them

her. He glanced disdainfully at Eric’s useless

was just round one, but

box that had been by their side. They took out a scroll

Brian’s help, Jerry unrolled the scroll, revealing a

as a gift for our visit, so we prepared a painting by Gustaf, the most famous painter our country has ev had, titled Thousand Hills in Late Snow.”

the news before it was said to have been auctioned for a staggering 3 billion dollars it was bought by a mysterious buyer, who turned out to be Jerry.

feel like they were on pins and needles. Now, Jerry was presenting them

that they forgot to refuse the gift

the disciples of the Emerald Monastery this rich? They couldn’t help but

glanced at the painting and sneered at Jerry Jerry, I heard that you were a connoisseur of great paintings.

understand art, don’t talk nonsense Jerry’s face turned cold. This painting by Gustal has been appraised by

experts

are plenty of cases

Jerry retorted coldly. “You say this painting

used in thu painting ‘Percival pointed at the painting. This type of silk only started being produced 40 years ago. How could Gustal when he died nearly

A

as he looked at

it tested Percival

you know this so clearly?” Jerry asked, still in

a long box that he had been holding under his arm. He took out a scroll from the box and, with Thomas’s

identical to Thousand Hills in Late Show was displayed in front

always been in my possession Percivals lips curled up

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Percival’s painting carefully. The more he looked at it, the more his heart trembled.

distinctive brushstrokes. He couldn’t believe that

disheartened, Jerry” Percival said, feigning sympathy “Although your painting is a replica, it’s still a

round two, the disciples

was so stunned that he couldn’t speak. He could only watch as Percival rolled up the authentic Thousand Hills in Late Snow and presented it to Dorian

painting is