The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hmph!" Travis snorted coldly.

If he allowed Frank to leave after what he said, that would just prove what Frank said that he was selling his reputation, not treasures.

And having been appraised antiques all his life, he certainly could not take that insult!

Growling hostilely, he demanded, "Your words will ruin the reputation of my establishment sir, and you expect to leave peacefully?" "Really? And your reputation can't be ruined?"

Frank sneered in contempt. "Worshiping counterfeits like it's the real deal, using your reputation for commodities and getting hostile if anyone says otherwise... Shame-your reputation just isn't worth anything to me, nor am I afraid of your aggression."

Travis did a double take-even after all that, Frank was still accusing him of selling counterfeits?!

Feeling a little petty just then, he slowly walked up to Frank and growled solemnly, "I sell real treasures, young man, not my reputation. So you don't have to worry about pointing out how my painting is fake, and I'll burn it if what you said is proven true. How about that?!"

"Good!"

of approval-everyone

to pass off counterfeits as the real deal. Even if it would never be as valuable as the

was basically cornering himself by issuing such a

"Heh. Forget it..."

instead waiving him off and laughing. "I'm worried your heart will

is a treasure worth millions, and you had to try to get everyone's attention by claiming that the painting is a fake. And now that Mr. Dali's

and you're saying that he can't bear it? You're just feeling caught! Point out how the painting is fake

our antiques, and leaving without