The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Various expressions alternated over Travis' face, and he bellowed at the stewardesses again, "Go, buy me a box of matches!"

"Yes, Mr. Dali..." The stewardesses flinched and hurried away.

Hugh was glaring furiously at Frank. "Frank, haven't you heard the saying 'live and let live'?"

"Live and let live, really?"

Frank chuckled in turn. "Did you listen to me when I tried to dissuade you from having me appraise that painting? You presumed I was trying to bail, even demanding that I kowtow to everyone." Hugh was stumped. He could only snort and clench his jaw.

Soon, the stewardesses returned with matches.

Travis' hands were shaking, but he ultimately burned the painting as everyone watched.

Even as the canvas was reduced to ashes, Travis' cheek clenched in heartache.

But there was no helping it-he had made a promise, and he must see it through.

unspoken ironclad rule when it came to antique

just a fake painting. I'll

scowling, Frank tactfully turned to leave, positive that

be mistaken if you believe that

be an insult to him, and hence, he said firmly, "I have collected and appraised antiques and other rarities all my life. They can't all be fake -even if there's one in my

such, I invite you to look through them as a favor for me! If there are more fakes, I will destroy them

is

"Don't worry, I won't insult you. In fact, I will pay you a fee for every time you appraise.

"What?!"

guests were all stunned by Travis' offer the man was

just confidence in his coffers, but it was also confidence in the authenticity

and decided

how confident Travis was, the man just might really