As the assistant made a dash for the door, they were intercepted by Norvanian military soldiers. The
lawyer quickly interjected, “We could sue you for defamation.”
However, the appraiser sneered in response. “Watch your own back. That woman hasmitted a
crime.”
In a panic, the imposter fought her way through the crowd, attempting to flee. Onlookers observed her
futile attempt to reach the exit before being apprehended by the waiting soldiers.
“What are you doing? Let go of me! I’m calling the police!” she
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protested as she struggled against them.
“No need. We’ll take you there ourselves,” Cole retorted.
With that, the imposter and her assistant were escorted away in a technical vehicle and transported to
the police.
Back in the hall, the remaining spectators were left with mixed
emotions.
In particr, Lindsey wore a somber expression at the unexpected revtion. Despite their initial
reluctance, Duke and La begrudgingly acknowledged Suzanne as Inkwell.
In contrast to their dampened spirit, the inte buzzed with excitement. The return of the renowned
Inkwell after a prolonged absence sparked fervor. Hertest masterpiece, “Spring Garden”, became
highly coveted among art enthusiasts.
To their surprise, Suzanne refused to set a price. Instead, she proposed, “Make a donation to an
orphanage in Norvania. The highest donor will receive the piece.”
Upon hearing this, Wendy hurriedly grabbed her arm urgently and
chided in a hushed voice, “Are you out of your mind? The painting you sold me alone is valued at five
million, let alone the piece
authenticated under camera surveince.
“Every billionaire online is vying for it. You could easily make ten
million or more! Don’t waste the money on charity. It’s not like they will appreciate your kindness.”
Suzanne offered a gentle smile and remarked, “I suggest you donate the remaining funds after the art
restoration, Wendy.”
“But that’s my money!” Wendy snapped back angrily.
“I’m saying this nicely because you’re family. Let’s not escte this to legal matters,” Suzanne replied
calmly but firmly.
Wendy stared at her in disbelief. Despite Suzanne’s outward gentleness, her eyes betrayed a steely
resolve and ruthlessness- signs that she wasn’t one to be underestimated.
Although Wendy was driven by greed, she wasn’t devoid of moral After all, the paintings rightfully
belonged to Suzanne.
“Fine. I’ll make the donation,” Wendy sensibly agreed, recognizing the potential benefits of aligning
herself with Suzanne’s goodwill.
The art enthusiasts in the hall grew impatient, eagerly shouting their bids. A reporter jumped into the
fray, announcing, “Ms. York, the highest bid in my livestream stands at 5 million for the piece.”
The bidding frenzy escted rapidly, soaring to six million, then eight million, and eventually peaking at
ten million dors.
Duke stood in stunned silence. Even La, with her usual disdainful expression, covered her mouth in
shock in astonishment.
They hadn’t anticipated that the in painting, created by the woman
they held in contempt, wouldmand such a staggering sum.
The Morrisons, along with Lindsey, were equally bbergasted by the spectacle unfolding before them.
Addressing the highest bidder, Suzanne graciously remarked, “Your generosity is truly appreciated.
Once you provide the receipt, the painting will be yours.”
The bidder eagerly retrieved their phone, their voice trembling with excitement. “I’ll get the finance
department to process the donation immediately!”
Before the bidder could dial the number, amanding voice suddenly announced from behind. “One
hundred million.”
The deration left everyone in disbelief, prompting them to instinctively shift their attention to the
speaker. To their surprise, the bidder turned out to be none other than Nathan himself.
As Suzanne met Nathan’s gaze, her heart instinctively skipped a She was suddenly overwhelmed by
confusion and astonishment.
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