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 "

the thought that counts. Do gifts always have to be judged by their price? Who told you such nonsense? I actually like this porcelain teapot. Now, everyone, back to your seats!" No one

hadn't examined the teapot closely. Felix decided to

building steeped in old-world charm in Avesburgh. Ted was with him, one arm dangling limply

now resigned to the harsh reality of having only one functional arm. The thought of it filled

down. You can't meet Lord

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 indication

exceptional circumstances should we involve Xena!" As they entered the main hall, they were met with the figure of a burly middle-aged man seated in a wooden armchair

"Lord Kane."

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a faint smile. "Have a seat. You must have a reason for coming here. Perry, we're on the same side now, so speak