Chapter 34 A Reward for My Husband

Spurt…

Daniel spit the mouthful of vodka onto the statue. Brittany immediately yelled in exasperation.

“You good–for–nothing, you obviously can’t hold your liquor, taking such a big swig and then spraying it everywhere! That’s a five- thousand–dollar bottle of vodka you’re wasting! The company policy states that penalties are doubled for wastage! You owe me ten thousand dollars from your salary!”

When reimbursing expenses, claiming a three–thousand–dollar item as being worth five thousand was a common practice for Brittany. Daniel ignored her complaint and started rubbing his hands on the statue’s surface.

Crack… Crack, crack…

The surface of the statue cracked.

“Be careful not to hurt your hands,” Jessica quickly warned him.

worried

want to end

was actually

countryside; this

layer continued to fall

itself, stunning Hicholas He couldn’t

remaining vodka to wash down the statue. Then, a stunning

Nick, check out this statue.

it indeed dated back to the Renaissance. However, upon further inspection of

work from an ordinary sculptor and not from an official kiln. You can’t solely measure a statue’s worth by its age. From the same era, sculptures made

of a top artist, its value could truly be fifty million. But it’s clear this is merely an apprentice’s work, and not particularly good quality at that.

most is worth

assessment was fair and objective,

just increased from

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