The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 373

"A million is expensive!" Peter exclaimed in awe. "But I guess it's pocket change for you."

"Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Larkin.” Gina smiled before turning toward Henry. "See? That's Mr. Larkins present for you."

Henry took out a magnifying glass to study the pattern before asking curiously, "How old did you say this was?"

Zeb smiled. "A century old. Do you like it, sir?"

Henry nodded. "It's not bad...”

Despite disliking Zeb, he was still interested in antiques of such value.

Frank, however, was frowning. "That's a hundred years old? Doesn't really look like it."

Zeb's heart could stop even as he turned to Frank in panic. "What are you talking about?”

The real vase he bought before ended up in pieces—this time, he bought a bootleg item. However, the stall owner assured him that even with advanced technology, only specialists could see the difference.

"Shut up!” Gina snapped at Frank again. "What would you know? And you don't get to talk around this table!"

"I don't know my antiques,” Frank calmly replied. "But the patterns on the vase are drawn instead of printed, and the colors are too bright as well. Gramps, you should get some to appraise it, or it won't do if someone recognized some bootleg antique you keep in your study.”

He did not know that much about antiques, but he had seen his fair share of treasures, especially porcelain vases.

That was why he could tell right away that Zeb's was fake, and since the Lanes would not believe him if he said that, the best way was to get a specialist to appraise it.

Henry nodded at Frank's suggestion, but Gina—who had had enough of Frank for the day— promptly snapped, "Don't listen to his nonsense, Henry. The way I see it, he's just trying to drive a wedge between you and Mr. Larkin..."

Henry frowned. "Frank's just suggesting. What are you so worried about?"

"I..." Gina was stumped.

She glanced at Zeb and saw the awkward look on his face. Worried about upsetting him, she stubbornly persisted. "Mr. Larkin's family is very rich. Why would he give you a bootleg item?" Cindy turned to Frank and demanded coldly in turn, "At least Mr. Larkin brought a present! What did you bring anyway?"

Peter nodded repeatedly. "That's right! You came empty-handed, didn't you? That cheek of yours!" Frank simply smiled. "Of course I brought something. It's Gramps' birthday."

He took out the velvet box he carried and picked up the painting from inside, passing it to Henry directly. "This is an art piece by Alfie Bronx himself. See if you like it?"

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Alfie Bronx's relics were so rare that money could not even buy someone one!

He quickly unfurled the painting, nodding as he admired the vibrant, vivid colors. "This is amazing... Where did you get it, Frank?"

Frank smiled. "A friend gave it to me. It's no big deal.”

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