The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 26

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Seeing that Ivan was about to leave, Sasha hurriedly clung to his arm and cried, "Do you suddenly hate me so?"

Her high-pitched voice drew the attention of the people around them. Ivan decided to just go along with her one last time. He'd yet to get a taste of her, but with Felix around now, none of that mattered anymore. He said, "No, of course not. I've just been busy because of my mother. Don't be mad, okay?"

Sasha knew about Cheryl's condition and immediately settled down at Ivan's words. "When are you going to introduce me to your mother?"

"Let's see how things go. Do you want to stroll around the antiques market?"

Sasha nodded, her good mood restored. "It's my dad's birthday today. He likes antiques, so I decided to try my luck. It's fine if I can't find anything, though. I've already asked someone to prepare something else for me."

Felix stopped before a stall in the antiques market and appraised the things strewn across the stall. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say the stall owner wouldn't need to worry about money for years if he could sell any of the items there. Even experts in appraising antiques would miss out on precious treasures sometimes, let alone ordinary people or those who constantly dreamed of hitting the jackpot.

eye, kiddo? I have quite the reputation in this antiques market, you know. I guarantee I'll give you a reasonable price," the stall owner,

knew nothing about antiques. It'd be a shame not to take advantage

porcelain teapot,

found the most valuable thing I have here already. This porcelain teapot was crafted by Henry Davies, a famous teapot

important than it was to hike the price. So, he said, "Just tell me how

couldn't bear to give such a low price. "Since you're being so straightforward, I'll sell it to you at a loss. 500,000 dollars,

hand. "I'll counter-offer you 5,000 dollars, no more, no less. I'll pay you right now if you

it had been around for a couple of centuries. That was why Felix wanted

What are you even thinking? That's not

saying anything else,

blunt and dense? Why hadn't he offered any

small village for 500 dollars. Being able to sell it for 5,000 dollars was enough of a profit margin. It was too bad it wasn't easy to trick people nowadays. He'd sold many of his items, yet this porcelain teapot remained unsold. "Fine, fine! Since we were brought together by fate, I'll sell it to you