The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 203

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.

their perspective, it seemed like the men were just making tea, but it felt like they were on the verge of

patted Cordelia’s back to reassure

immediately made room for her as soon as they saw her.

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

from them

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

one, but Eric

by their side. They took out a scroll

the scroll, revealing a

for our visit, so we prepared a painting by Gustaf, the

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 out

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

stunned that they forgot to

the disciples of the Emerald Monastery this rich? They

Jerry, I heard that you were a connoisseur of great paintings. How come you didst realize that this painting is

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

experts

“There are

is pretending to know anything about an?” Jerry retorted coldly. “You say

‘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

looked at the painting

can have it tested Percival

know this so clearly?” Jerry asked, still in disbelief

who handed him a long box that he had been holding under his arm. He

identical to Thousand Hills in Late Show was

my possession Percivals lips curled up in a smug

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carefully. The more he looked at it, the more

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

said, feigning sympathy “Although your painting is a

round two, the disciples suffered

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