In My Desperate Time

Chapter 108 There are so many men behind her

My heart turns cold.

I came to this antique store with high hopes that she could repair the vase, but the result is so desperate.

“I'm really sorry. There are no other ways. I also want to fix it, but the damage is too bad.”

The woman's face is filled with regrets. I can tell she loves her job of restoring antiques so much, and I can't blame her for can’t repair it.

But how to explain to Frances Louis?

If Frances Louis asked me to pay for such an expensive vase, how long would it take me before I could pay it off and leave him?

The guest has bought an antique and left. I feel a headache as I look at the fragments on the table.

“If you really like this kind of blue-and-white porcelain vase, we happen to have a similar one in the store, the same technique from the Song Dynasty. Even the pattern is very similar. If you don't look carefully, it looks no different from yours.” The woman comes over and says. Her name is written on the working card in front of her chest, Nora.

“Where is it?” I ask hurriedly.

She leads me inside and I see the vase that she said immediately.

I don't know anything about antiques, but it really looks like the one I broke.

A mechanized sound

carefully. I shall accompany with

of me, the more I see

this is an antique. Frances Louis’s vase is worth millions of dollars and this one couldn’t be cheap. How

you like it?” Nora takes guests in and

still I don’t think I could afford

it?”

bother to ask, you can't afford it, why seek for insult.” Behind

It sounds familiar.

Nicole Snow standing in front

wife:

and Whitney Jordan, both designers, would

thought I'd see Whitney

Nora senses that our relationship is a little complicated, so she goes away to

immediately and says apologetically, “Sorry

that she accidentally hit me last

to face her. I bow my head and say,

rolls her

Whitney Jordan doesn’t

and for an instant Whitney Jordan's look on me

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