The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 203

With a nonchalant expression on his face, Percival pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea towards Eric.

“Tea sets are meant for making tea, aren’t they?”

“But this is an antique! An antique” Eric glared at Percival in resentment, but he couldn’t resist picking up the cup of tea and taking a sip

The delicate and distinctive fragrance of the tea almost made him sigh in contentment

He had been longing for this tea, which was produced by the eighteen tea plarits in the Royal Tea Garden

However, its annual yield was only about 50 grams, and even before the leaves were picked, they were already ordered by the big shots. He didn’t even have the chance to get a whiff of its aroma

Unexpectedly, it was Percival, the man he currently despised the most, who had made this dream come true

As he savored the tea, he carefully admired the intricately carved cup in his hand.

The small cup was adorned with stories related to tea It told stories of its cultivation, picking, processing, selling, brewing, and serving All expertly

carved by Yacob

It was a one–of–a–kind masterpiece, making whatever set he had look like junk in comparison.

Such a precious item should be stored in a safe and admired, shouldn’t it?

But this infuriating man had just casually brought it out for use.

Vivienne couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of Eric’s jealous face. He looked like he wanted to bite Percival to death.

“Vivienne As soon as Vivienne came down, Dorian and Cordelia hurriedly called her over

“Do they have a grudge against Percival?” Cordelia asked in a low voice.

just making tea, but it felt like they were on the verge of a

patted Cordelia’s back to reassure her.

and the others immediately made room for her

her to sit next to him. He raised his eyebrows at the eight disgruntled

from them

Vivienne and handed it to her. He glanced disdainfully at Eric’s useless tea set and said scornfully. Next time, keep

just round one, but Eric was utterly

pulled out a long box that had been by their side. They took out

the scroll, revealing a

bring as a gift for our visit, so we prepared a painting by

this famous painting in the news before it was said to have been auctioned for a staggering 3 billion dollars it

made Dorian and Cordelia feel like they were on pins and needles. Now, Jerry was presenting them with this priceless painting as a

stunned that they forgot

of the Emerald Monastery this rich? They couldn’t

Jerry Jerry, I heard that you were a connoisseur

if you don’t understand art, don’t talk nonsense Jerry’s face turned cold. This painting by

experts

just self proclaimed experts Percival said dismissively. “There are plenty of cases where ignorant

who is pretending to know anything about an?” Jerry retorted coldly. “You say this painting is a fake, but do you have any

in thu painting ‘Percival pointed at the painting. This type of silk only started being produced 40 years ago. How could Gustal when he died nearly 80

A

he looked at

have it tested

know this so clearly?” Jerry asked,

his arm. He took out a scroll from the box and,

Late Show was

the real painting has always been in my possession Percivals lips curled up in a smug amie.

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was shocked. He stepped forward to examine Percival’s painting carefully. The more he looked at it, the more his

the painting, he could recognize Gustaf’s distinctive brushstrokes. He couldn’t believe that he had spent

disheartened, Jerry” Percival said, feigning sympathy “Although your painting is a replica, it’s still a rare masterpiece

two, the disciples