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.

made room for her as soon as they saw

Vivienne could react, Percival stood up, took her hand, and led her to sit next to him. He raised his eyebrows at the

from them

then brewed another cup of tea for Vivienne and handed it to her. He glanced disdainfully at Eric’s useless tea set and said scornfully. Next time,

one, but

other men exchanged glances and pulled out a long box that had been by their side. They took out a scroll from the

unrolled the scroll,

sure what to bring as a gift for our visit, so we prepared a painting by Gustaf, the most famous painter our country has ev had,

gasped in surprise as they looked at the painting. They had seen this famous painting in 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

were on pins and needles. Now, Jerry was presenting them with this

stunned that they forgot

disciples of the Emerald Monastery this rich?

a connoisseur of great paintings. How come you didst realize that this painting is

nonsense Jerry’s face turned cold. This painting by Gustal

experts

Percival said dismissively. “There are plenty of

about an?” Jerry retorted coldly. “You say this painting is a fake, but do

only started being produced 40 years ago. How could Gustal when he died nearly 80 years

A

he looked at the

can have it tested

do you know this so clearly?” Jerry

his arm. He took out a scroll from the box and, with Thomas’s help, unrolled it

to Thousand Hills in Late Show was displayed in

real painting has always been in my possession Percivals lips curled up in a smug amie.

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painting carefully. The more he

distinctive brushstrokes. He couldn’t believe that he had

feigning sympathy “Although your painting is a replica, it’s still a rare masterpiece

two, the disciples suffered another defeat

stunned that he couldn’t speak. He could only watch as Percival rolled up the authentic

mother–in–law, this painting is my gift to you”