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.

were just making tea, but it felt like they were

patted Cordelia’s back to

immediately made room for her as

Percival stood up, took her hand, and led her to sit next to him. He raised his eyebrows at the eight disgruntled faces

from them

glanced disdainfully at

was just round one, but Eric was utterly defeated

had been by their side. They took out a scroll from the box and handed it

scroll, revealing a stunning

Cordelia, we weren’t sure what to bring as a gift for our visit, so we prepared a painting

as they looked at the painting. They had seen this famous painting in the news before it was said to have been auctioned for a staggering 3 billion dollars it was bought by a mysterious buyer, who turned

like they were on pins and needles. Now, Jerry was presenting them with this priceless painting as

stunned that they forgot to refuse the

of the Emerald Monastery this rich? They couldn’t

heard that you were a connoisseur of great paintings. How come you didst realize that this

art, don’t talk nonsense Jerry’s face turned cold. This

experts

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

anything about an?” Jerry retorted coldly. “You say this painting is a fake,

silk only started being produced 40 years ago. How could Gustal when he died

A

as he looked at the painting in

can have it

do you know this so clearly?” Jerry asked, still in

his arm. He took out a scroll from the box and, with Thomas’s

to Thousand Hills in Late Show was

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

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carefully. The more he looked at it,

recognize Gustaf’s distinctive brushstrokes. He couldn’t believe that he had spent 3 billion dollars on a

“Although your painting is a replica, it’s still

disciples suffered another

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