Orson sneered. âIt seems like he will not admit it until he confirms it! However, in front of so many people, as an uncle, it is not good for me to cling to my nephewâs mistakes.â
Joshua hadnât spoken yet. If Orson acted too excessively, he might raise suspicions about himself.
Fortunately, Orson was prepared.
Orson retracted his expression and frowned slightly. He looked like he was deep in thought. âIan, youâre so sure. Could it be that I misunderstood you? Is this painting really authentic?â
âItâs so ridiculous.â Walton sneered and said bluntly, âOrson, are you confused? If the one in Ianâs hand is authentic, doesnât that mean that the one in Dadâs study is fake?â
At this point, everyone finally understood.
It turned out that there was also an identical painting in the Phil family.
Of the two paintings, one must be fake.
Upon seeing the situation, someone suggested, âHow about we have someone appraise this painting?
Traditional art appraisal expert Mr. Harrington is present here.â
This suggestion received unanimous approval from everyone.
âDad, what do you think?â Orson turned to Joshua.
Joshua frowned and pondered for a moment. âToday is my birthday and there are so many guests here. Thereâs really no need to make a fuss over such a small matter.
âWhether itâs true or not, itâs Ianâs gift for me.â
Orson understood that Joshua was trying to protect lan.
Orson wondered, âHeh, I have planned this meticulously for so long. This time, there is no way I will let Ian off.â
Orson turned around and gave someone a look..
Someone immediately said, âMr. Phil, how can this be a small matter? Someone dared to lie to Mr.
Walter. We canât let him off easily.
âIt just so happens that Mr. Harrington is here. Why not ask him to help appraise this painting?â
Joshua looked coldly at the person who spoke.
Joshuaâs aura was still very strong. His sharp gaze instantly silenced that person.
When Walton saw this, he could not take it anymore. He snorted. âDad, are you trying to protect Ian?
No, we have to appraise this painting today.
âDidnât he insist that itâs authentic? Then letâs see if he is right.â
Walton was starting to play hardball. He strongly insisted on going to appraise the painting.
Joshua had a headache. He sighed and thought, âIt seems that Ian has completely offended Walton.
Walton will not let him go this time!â
Joshua was in a hurry to help Ian out of his predicament.
Ian had already sent someone to look for Nicholas Harrington. âUncle Walton is right. We must conduct an appraisal. I donât want to have the reputation of giving away fakes.â
Ianâs words were the final nail in the coffin.
Since the person involved was so certain, even Joshua couldnât say anything else.
Orsonâs eyes were smiling. âIan is really stupid. He brings all this to himself.â
Soon, Nicholas arrived.
When Nicholas heard that he was going to appraise Darianâs painting, he was so excited that his face turned red. He put on his glasses early and walked forward with a magnifying glass to take a closer look inch by inch.
âThis painting does look old. Itâs not easy to preserve it for so many years,â Nicholas said as he nodded.
âIt indeed looks like Darianâs brushwork. Darianâs strokes are so light that they seem not to exist. Itâs tough to imitate.
âMoreover, the atmosphere conveyed by this painting is serene and expansive, truly reflecting the masterful touch.â
The more Nicholas spoke, the more gloomy Orsonâs expression became. He couldnât help but say, âI heard that someone can imitate Darianâs paintings very convincingly. The subtle difference between an authentic piece and a forgery lies only in the signature.â
Nicholas shook his head. âNo, I donât think so. If it was an imitation, how could it be exactly the same?
If it is really an imitation, there must be flaws everywhere.
âThis painting is indeed Darianâs work. I promise.â
As soon as Nicholas finished speaking, the entire place fell silent.
Orsonâs eyes widened in shock.
If this painting was authentic, could the one in Joshuaâs study be fake?
For a moment, everyone was stunned.