Chapter 50
Bogus Billionaire
âMore than 50 years ago, someone else also gave me a painting by Zach Zimmer for my birthday.â
With tears seeping in from the corners of his eyes, he grabbed Carolineâs hand. âThank you, Carrie.â
He stared at her deeply, hesitating to say anything more.
Caroline felt like he was looking at another person through her.
âGrandpaâ¦â
âIâm fine.â Jude took a handkerchief out and wiped his tears. âCarrie, Iâm very happy with this gift. Let me reward you. Tell me, is there anything you want?â
Just as Caroline was about to say something, Brie interrupted her. In a displeased tone, Brie said. âBut Mr. Morrison Senior, this is only worth one million dollarsâ¦â
Judeâs face fell at once. âBrie, you canât measure the value of a gift by its price! Although this painting is no match for the perfume bottle in terms of price, to me, itâs the most precious gift. Only upstarts will measure gifts by their prices!â
Hearing that, Brie became hot under the collar. The guests around them began to laugh at her too. Just as she turned around to leave, she almost bumped into a staff member whoâd rushed over.
Stunned, Caroline looked at the staff member carefully. She hadnât prepared any second gifts.
âOh? Quick, show it to me.â Jude laughed. âCarrie, how many surprises are you planning to give me today?â
Before Caroline could say anything, another staff member arrived with a wooden box.
The box was delicately crafted with complex patterns, and its surface was polished to perfection.
Clearly, it wasnât something cheap. The staff member put the box on the table and slowly opened it.
Everyone there, including Caroline, held their breaths.
The moment the box was opened, a beautiful piece of antique ceramic vase came into view.
The banquet hall was filled with individuals who were knowledgeable about antiques. As soon as they caught sight of the ceramic, they couldnât help but gasp in amazement.
Those wellâversed in antique collections knew that these ceramics had been made for the royal family centuries ago and were rare to come across.
Considering how old it was, encountering such a treasure was a rarity, let alone having the opportunity to own it as a collectible.
Everyone looked at Caroline in shock. This wasnât just a matter of money; only those with strong connections could have the chance of acquiring it.
As expected of the daughter of the Evans family. Although they had fallen from grace, their power was still impressive.
It took a while for Jude to come to his senses. âCarrie, how did you get this?â
That was what she wanted to know, too. At first, sheâd suspected that someone wanted to set her up with an additional gift. Little did she expect it to be such a priceless treasure!
Eddy stared at the vase, his eyes narrowing.
Heâd come here with Kirk. When Kirk had written his signature in the guest book earlier, heâd also written that his gift was two ceramic waresâa vase and a wash basin.
The antique vase here was one of those two ceramic wares.
Eddy spared a glance in the direction of the lounge, wondering why Kirk had done this.
If Kirk wanted to save Caroline from embarrassment, he could have used the wash basin, which cost a hundred times less than the vase. That would have been more than enough.
Eddy just couldnât figure it out.
Meanwhile, Kirk was watching Caroline on the screen with a smile on his face.
Looking at how flustered she was in the hall, Kirk couldnât help feeling delighted. âYouâve done a great job,â he said.
The butler immediately replied. âItâs all thanks to you, Mr. Kirk. Ms. Collins was clearly planning to cause trouble for Ms. Evans. Your idea has not only saved Ms. Evans from embarrassment but also salvaged the Morrisonsâ reputation.â
Kirk pursed his lips. The Morrison familyâs reputation had nothing to do with him. He just couldnât stand Caroline being bullied by others. especially when it involved money.
âGo out and help her explain it,â Kirk said, waving his hand.
The butler nodded and went away.
Now that Kirk was back alone, he could finally let his eyes roam freely over Carolineâs sexy and delicate back. Narrowing his eyes slightly. he felt his chest burning up.
By this time, the butler had already walked over to Carolineâs side, interrupting Kirk from enjoying the beautiful view.
Frowning in frustration, Kirk lit up the cigar on the table. As the swirling smoke surrounded him, his gaze grew deeply intense, and desire burned within him.
The butler approached Jude discreetly. âMr. Morrison Senior, seeing that the antique vase is rare and precious, should we send it home for safekeeping purposes?
It was a sound suggestion, so Jude complied. âHave someone send it back at once.â
Jude didnât press further. Caroline let out a sigh of relief and looked at the butler gratefully. The butler merely nodded at her before returning to the task at hand.
Meanwhile, the others jumped on the occasion to coddle Jude.
âWhat a fine addition to your collection, Mr. Morrison Senior.â
âHow thoughtful of Ms. Evans.â
âI know, right? Mr. Morrison Senior is so lucky to have a future daughterâinâlaw like her.â
Jude was overjoyed to hear these compliments.
Brie, whoâd been eager to make a toast to Jude, was pushed out of the way by the crowd.
Her face was twitching because everyone flocked toward Caroline. She admitted that Caroline was more beautiful than her, but how was Caroline wealthier than her too? How dare she?
Brie took another glance at the vase, now in the careful hands of a staff member. It didnât sit right with her. There was no way Caroline could afford such an expensive item. There must be more to it than meets the eye.
As the crowd slowly dissipated, Caroline had a moment of respite. She left the banquet hall quietly. In the main lobby, the butler was already waiting for her.
âMr. Simon Zellen.â Caroline called out to the butler, who had served Jude for more than five decades.
âYes, Ms. Evans?
âThe antique vaseâ¦.
Simon knew what Caroline was about to ask. He smiled. âMr. Eddyâs second uncle told me to do that.â
âEddyâs second uncle?â Something within Caroline stirred.