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Everyone stared at the third floor private room. After all, Timeless Treasures Auction House had never sold any counterfeit goods.
If Stephanie spoke the truth, Timeless Treasures Auction House would fall into disrepute after tonight.
âOf course!â Stephanie said firmly.
She turned to Vincent. âIâll be back soon.â
He nodded. âOkay.â
Stephanie left the private room, took the elevator downstairs; and went onstage with everyone watching her.
Nathan sized her up. âYoung lady, you said these two paintings were fakes?â
âYes.â Stephanie gestured to the paintings. âA huge lily pad is interwoven with a stalk. The tracing looks good at first glance, but close inspection reveals the stiffness of the stalk. The surrounding foliage is equally lacking in vibrancy, and the colors look to have been intentionally aged.â
âBut our appraiser, Lenora Beaumont, is the protégé of the expert appraiser, Mr. Ronan Zachmann,â Nathan revealed.
Stephanie raised her eyebrows. âRonan? Protégé?â
Nathan raised his chin slightly and stroked his white beard. âOf course. She accepted these paintings. Sheâll never misjudge them.â
âI doubt your appraiserâs ability and her character even more. Mr. Zachmann does have a protégé, but it isnât her!â Stephanie said plainly.
The crowd began to murmur.
âSheâs the designer Stephanie Hayes and fiancée of Mr. Fletcher. I trust her,â someone said.
Another commented, âFor her to say it with such certainty, she must have some inside informationâ
A third voice remarked, âThis reminds me of her exposing Florence at the new product launch. Is she going to expose Ronanâs protégé tonight?â
âFlorence was left to wipe off the egg on her face. I think thereâll be a good show tonight,â someone else said.
Another wondered aloud, âMr. Zachmann has been out of the public eye for two years. He reportedly traveled to the desert in pursuit of treasure. Who knows if heâs alive or dead? How could his protégé establish her legitimacy?â
Stephanie turned to Nathan. âCan we invite Lenora onstage?â
âCertainly,â the auctioneer said proudly.
Soon, Lenora came onstage.
The young lady looked capable in her suit pants and white shirt.
She introduced the two works elegantly, from coller to painting technique.
After speaking for half an hour, she smiled and concluded, âHence, these are the real works.â
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Nathan turned to Stephanie. âMaâam, our explanation is well-substantiated. Please return to your seat.â
However, Stephanic glanced at the third floor private room and asked, âMs. Jimenez, are you truly willing to spend 40 million dollars on two fake
paintings?â
Madeline didnât respond. When everyone thought she wouldnât believe Stephanie, she stepped out of the open elevator door,
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Madeline were a white strapless form-fitting dress, exposing her beautiful angular shoulders. Clutching her handbag in one hand, she came onstage.
She extended her hand to Stephanie, her smile bright and gentle. âHi, Stephanie. Iâm Madeline Jimenez.â
Stephanie nodded slightly before grasping the womanâs hand, âHi, Ms. Madeline Jimenez,â she greeted back.
Madeline proposed, âIâm a few years older than you. If youâre comfortable with it, call me Madeline.â
âOkay, Madeline,â Stephanie replied.
Madeline politely released Stephanieâs hand. âI believe you. I figured you must have evidence to prove these two paintings are fake.â
Stephanic nodded. âIndeed, because the real ones are in my home.â
When she finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar. Even Nathan and Lenoraâs expressions had stiffened onstage.
Stephanie continued, âI messaged a friend before entering the elevator. By now, he shouldâve arrived with the paintings.â
Right after she spoke, someone pushed open the exhibition hall doors.
Giovanni entered with a box. âIâve brought them, Ms. Hayes.â
âThanks,â Stephanie said.
Grinning, Giovanni opened the box. Pulling out two rolled canvases, he carefully unrolled them, displaying the two paintings before everyone.
As the auctionâs livestream rights had been sold to a TV station, and the live was ongoing, the cameraman seized this chance to garner attention by panning directly to those unrolled paintings.
Stephanie addressed the crowd, âI donât believe there are any professional appraisers here. Otherwise, they wouldnât have permitted these two paintings to command a high price of 40 million dollars. Itâs not that Claude Monetâs paintings arenât worth it, but that the fakes arenât. I bet the appraisers in front of the TV would be eager to examine them. Itâs a pity they canât be here in person.
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Of course, many appraisers were present, but none dared to challenge Timeless Treasures Auction House.
Should they offend the auction house, they could forget about working as an appraiser in the future.
âLenora is the Mr. Zachmannâs protégé. Whatever she says is the truth, even if itâs false! After all, sheâs Timeless Treasures Auction Houseâs chief appraiser. Stephanieâs words were merely satire, they thought.
Nathan stepped forward to compare the two sets of paintings. His shock intensified as he examined them, for Stephanieâs seemed more like the
authentic ones.
Despite being Timeless Treasures Auction Houseâs auctioneer, he wasnât a professional in appraisals, but rather, he had a wide range of contacts and spent money buying these antiques.
He shot a look at Lenora, who hurried to examine them,
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How could she not know she was examining a fake painting, but only in this way could she make money!
She never expected an unwelcome person to materialize and disrupt everything just as the deal was about to be closed,
âYours are fake. What weâre auctioning are the real works, Lenora insisted.
As she spoke, she reached for Stephanieâs paintings
Reacting quickly, Stephanie grabbed Lenoraâs hand. âWhat are you trying to do? Hmm?â
âIt hurts! Let go of me!â Lenora yelled.
instead of letting her go, Stephanie tightened her grip. âTrying to destroy them? Can you afford to pay for the damage?â
The pain left Lenora in a cold sweat. âThatâs not true!â
Stephanie roughly threw Lenora aside, causing the latter to stumble and fall to the ground.
Lepora glared at her. âIf my mentor is here, no one can bully me!â
âCall him, then, Letâs see if he acknowledges you.â Stephanie sneered.
Nathan nodded. âCall Mr. Zachmann now, Lenora, Our auction houseâs reputation is at stakeâ
Lenora stood up and, with darting eyes, whipped out her phone to dial a number.
However, she quickly hung up and explained, âMy mentor has turned off his phone. He must be busy.â
With a smirk, Stephanie dialed a number and turned on the speaker.
A deep and energetic male voice rang out. âMy dear protégé. Did you miss me?â
Stephanie snorted. âNo. Why are you still lying, old man?â
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did I make?â he asked.
Stephanie exclaimed, âYou took in another protégé!â
âNo way! Youâre my last protégé. You can ask your two seniors if you donât believe me. I swear!â he said.
Stephanie huffed. âI donât believe you. Your protégé is swaggering around before me now!â
âWhat? Iâll be there shortly with your seniors,â he said.
The call ended there. Everyone finally understood that the person on the other end should be Ronan.
pra was in a panic. âMy mentor is still in the desert. How could he be in Jacaster? I wonder where you found this shill!â
Just then, an old man in overalls entered with a light gail, followed by two men in their forties
âLetâs see who is the woman pretending to be my precious protégé!â he exclaimed.
His sun-kissed skin made him appear intimidating
The two men behind him also looked imposing.
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Soon, someone recognized the two men. One was Maverick Xanders, the chairman of the Antique Appraisal Association, while the other was Braden Williams, a national-level antique appraiser.
The old man came onstage and smiled at Stephanie. But his smile disappeared when he saw Lenora. âAre you my protégé? When did I take you in? Why am I unaware of it? Was there a formal acknowledgment? You claim to be my protégé, yet you didnât greet me upon seeing me. Why didnât you greet your seniors either?â
Lenora was startled by Ronanâs string of questions. She had merely met him once a few years ago.
She recalled him being kind and fair-skinned, unlike the dark skinned man before her.
Yet, the two men behind him were familiar to her, both top figures in the appraisal industry.
âWho wouldâve thought these two were the oldieâs protégés? I canât even call him a liar. He must be Roman! Turns out Stephanie is truly his protégé. D m n it!â she exclaimed inwardly.
Ronan stared coldly at Lenora. âSay something! Didnât you claim to be my protégé repeatedly?â
With reddened eyes, Lenora s t a g g e r e d and tilted backward.
Stephanie could tell Lenora was pretending to faint and quickly moved forward, grabbing her arm while her other hand held a silver needle between her fingertips. âI specialize in treating fainting symptoms!â
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