The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 32

Warren's expression shifted. His deep love for antiques had honed his eye for detail far beyond the average person's

Sasha was confused when she noticed that the porcelain teapot seemed a bit different from what she remembered. But deep down, she knew it was the same teapot. She couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

Did Felix really believe that a few cosmetic alterations could somehow make it more valuable? She thought he was such a fool and dismissed him as nothing more than a country bumpkin.

"Yeah, Dad! This is pretty pricey. I actually saw Felix drop a whopping 5,000 dollars on it at the antiques market. He's so considerate, isn't he?"

The sarcasm in her voice was impossible to miss, and Milo laughed right on cue.

"5,000 dollars? Felix, that's an insult to Uncle Warren! Every guest here brings gifts worth tens, even hundreds of thousands of dollars! How could you "

Do gifts always have to be judged by their price? Who told you such nonsense? I actually like

examined the teapot closely. Felix decided to leave it at

in old-world charm in

the harsh reality of having only

meet Lord Kane looking like

else. This could only mean one thing-Felix was as good as dead. There was no other possible outcome. Kane was the undisputed underground lord of Avesburgh, a man so powerful that even Perry had to go out of his way to stay in his good graces. It was a clear

burly middle-aged man seated in a wooden armchair at the head of the room. His hair was slicked back, and though his gaze was perfectly calm, Ted couldn't summon the courage to meet his eyes. He couldn't help but be awed. Even though he had encountered Kane several times before, he still

"Lord Kane."

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Chapter 32

"Have a seat. You must have a reason for coming