Reborn to Revenge

Chapter 16: Was This a Fake

All people present looked at Jocelyn. Among them, most didn't know Jocelyn before. Hearing from others that she was the eldest daughter-in -law of Morrison family who was imprisoned three years ago, everyone was curious.

The hall became quiet.

Mr. Morrison looked at her with his meaningful eyes, "Do you understand painting and calligraphy?"

Jocelyn looked at the painting and smiled, "Not much. But I have made a little more research on the calligraphy and painting of Mr. Hawk."

Arthur Morrison showed a contemptuous look beside her but said nothing because there were so many guests present

Jocelyn, a sorehead lady who was not spoiled at home, did she usually get in touch with antique paintings and calligraphy? She dared to show off in front of so may people. In order to attract others' attention, she even didn't care losing face.

Mr. Morrison hesitantly to give up his position at the table and uttered two thick syllables, " Then, come and see."

Jocelyn nodded and approached, "This is the Jason Hawk's painting 'Pine in the Sunshine', professionally speaking, 'Pine Pictures'."

Her words immediately made Mr. Morrison gentle. Although the gap between professionals and non-professionals was not so big, but only the two words had already pointed out the mystery of the painting.

"When Jason Hawk made this picture of mountain pine, he just became famous. In order to prevent the proliferation of counterfeit products, the pigment used in the eastern sunrise in his painting was made of powdered red perlite. The light reflected by the pigment particles under the sunlight just fell on a little squirrel in the left branch of the pine tree. Even if someone on the market imitated it, it would be impossible to do so, less alone to fully control the refraction of the light."

"Hey? I think in this painting the light is on that squirrel?" Someone in the crowd asked, "That's true."

Jocelyn shook her head and pointed to the position of the light refraction.

"It's true that this light shines on the squirrel in this painting, but after so many years of weathering, red perlite should have been covered with a layer of dust. How can it refract light again?"

After finishing speaking, everyone was stunned, and gradually someone nodded their head and agreed.

The old man frowned and he raised his hand to touch the sun in the painting. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, at the same time, he had made a decision.

"Stan, put the picture away." He said calmly.

Stan was so embarrassed that he was anxious to find a chink to infix.

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