The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 1274

That was why Tet had been exceedingly humble.

For someone like Frank to be so accomplished at his age, Tet scarcely dared to imagine the influence that backed him.

Bowing his head to Frank, he said earnestly, "Apologies for trying to pull rank earlier, Mr. Lawrence. Please forgive my indiscretion."

He had his dignity too, which was why he did not kneel and beg.

For Frank's part, he was no bully—he nodded as Tet apologized, accepting the apology.

Around them, the guests' jaws dropped as they looked on. Many of them could still remember Hugh claiming that Frank was just Vicky's sugar baby!

"Is that man really just some manwhore? How could he be so knowledgeable?"

"Yeah… Could Hugh Turnbull have been lying?"

"Hah! The magister himself confirmed that the pure jade vase is fake. Isn't that a slap to Mr. Pearce's face?"

"The way I see it, Hugh is just some frivolous character who yaps a lot to make himself look important."

"He's just a member of the Turnbulls' branch family."

"Branch family? The balls he had to strut…"

The guests' vocal disapproval left Hugh's face ashen, and he could blow up right then.

He was going to steal Frank's thunder in the name of the Turnbulls, only for Frank to humiliate him instead!

Just then, a mild-mannered middle-aged man with gold-framed glasses quickly asked, "Ahem… Since the vase is proven to be a counterfeit, Mr. Pearce, the bids made earlier don't count, right?"

"You mean to insult me, don't you?!"

Hugh snapped, finally having had enough. "The vase is worth a million even if it's a fake! There's no way it's worth just one dollar!"

"Oh, but it is."

Frank chuckled and pointed at the guests. "Everyone gathered here is either rich or important, and word would soon spread that they bought a counterfeit item at Gene Pearce's charity auction. It begs the question—would anyone really willing spend millions on a vase everyone knows to be a counterfeit?"

Hugh was left stumped by Frank's question, though the ensuing laughter from the guests basically answered his question.

Frank was right—everyone here was either rich or important, so why would any of them willingly buy a fake?

Forget one million—none of them would even buy it for a hundred bucks!