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.

Jerry and the others immediately made room for her as

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

from them

He glanced disdainfully at Eric’s useless tea set and said scornfully. Next time, keep this trash to

was just round one, but Eric

that had been by their side. They took

help, Jerry unrolled the scroll,

our visit, so we prepared a painting by Gustaf, the most famous painter

news before it was said to have been auctioned for a staggering

sets had already made Dorian and Cordelia feel like they were on

they forgot to refuse

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

were a connoisseur of great paintings. How come you didst realize that this painting is a fake?”

don’t understand art, don’t talk nonsense Jerry’s face turned

experts

Percival said dismissively. “There are plenty of

is pretending to know anything about an?” Jerry retorted coldly. “You say this painting is a fake, but do you have

only started being produced

A

as he looked at the painting in

it tested Percival suggested

so clearly?” Jerry asked, still in

signaled to Thomas, who handed him a long box that he had been holding under his arm. He took out

Hills in Late Show was displayed in front

painting has always been in my possession Percivals lips

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forward to examine Percival’s painting carefully. The more he looked at it,

He couldn’t believe that he had spent 3 billion dollars on

your painting is a replica, it’s

the disciples suffered

only watch as Percival rolled up the authentic Thousand Hills in Late

this painting is my gift

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