My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 548 Charles Barnes

Just then, an obese middle-aged man in the last row raised his number plate, "150,000."

Jocelyn gave him a deep look and called for another bid, "Two hundred thousand."

She guessed that he should have seen something mysterious as well.

The obese middle-aged man added, "Three hundred thousand."

Jocelyn, "Half a Million."

Everyone on the floor, including the auctioneer on stage, was stunned.

"What are they up to? Competing to see who's more rich but stupid? Hahahaha."

"Why is this still a competition over a worthless high replica piece?"

"That's too funny, isn't it? Were they born into high replica?"

All around, the chatter is starting again.

Although Allie was very puzzled by Jocelyn's behaviour, she knew that Jocelyn must have Jocelyn's

reasoning.

She was confident in her daughter-in-law.

Her daughter-in-law, she thought, must have seen something mysterious in the painting and that was

why she was bidding on it.

So, Allie went silent.

Obese middle-aged man, "600,000."

Jocelyn, "800,000."

The obese middle-aged man had a look of determination, "One million."

Jocelyn, "Two Million."

There was an uproar as the crowd became more and more confused about them.

They've seen people fighting for the real thing, but they've never seen people fighting for imitations like

this.

Are both of these people really in over their heads and trying to be idiots?

The prices they were shouting were beginning to drive the crowd to choking.

Obese middle-aged man, "Two million one hundred thousand."

Jocelyn had the same look of determination, "Two million three hundred thousand."

In the end, the obese middle-aged man hesitated and did not continue raising.

The beautiful auctioneer drew in a cold breath of shock and tried to maintain her proper composure as

she looked at them both and said, "Two million three hundred thousand once, two million three hundred

thousand twice. two million three hundred thousand. "

When she finished, the obese middle-aged man still didn't raise his bid any further.

Jocelyn smiled airily.

With this smile, it was as if a thousand stars had been rubbed into her body, and her whole being was

so dazzling that the pearls and jade were not as bright as hers.

"Okay, I declare that this high replica sunflower goes to lady number 28!" The beautiful auctioneer

forced herself to hold down her excitement and said.

Jocelyn's mouth grew into a smile.

"I've seen what it means to be a real loser girl."

"The Mason family should regret marrying her, right?"

A few more people were exchanging pleasantries and sneaking comments.

These words were not taken at all to heart by Jocelyn.

Allie, on the other hand, was getting more and more unease the more she listened.

She frowned in displeasure and looked behind her, "Even if she loses, it's my family that's losing, I

haven't even said anything, what are you chattering about?"

"The most right thing we did was to marry our Jocelyn, no regrets in this life." Allie added.

Allie's words instantly warmed Jocelyn's heart.

Jocelyn then took her hand in hers.

Allie smiled, "I know you have your reasons."

The scene was instantly silent.

Just then, the obese middle-aged man walked up to her, "Miss, can I admire this painting of yours in a

moment?"

Jocelyn smiled at Noah and said, "Yeah."

The obese middle-aged man's eyes were full of inquiry, "You also suspect that this is a painting within a

painting and that's why you're bidding on it, aren't you?"

Sure enough, this man, too, saw the mystery of the painting in the painting.

Jocelyn was still smiling, "Yes."

The obese middle-aged man burst into laughter, "You're so discerning, if I have enough money, I would

have bet on it today."

She looked Noah up and down, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, nothing like the celebrities here.

It looked like he was supposed to come on behalf of his own boss, who had come to the auction to bid

for something.

"A painting within a painting?" The young woman beside Jocelyn, who had originally mocked her,

looked at the obese middle-aged man with probing eyes.

The obese middle-aged man smiled, "Yes, it could be a painting within a painting, but not necessarily."

"The ones that can be made into paintings within paintings are top-notch masterpieces, right? The kind

that are worth a lot of money. According to my knowledge, in the past, some collectors, in order to

avoid war or to prevent theft, would hide some very valuable paintings behind fake paintings." the

young woman added.

"Yes." the obese middle-aged man nodded.

The shocked people in the room all came to their senses.

It turned out that she wasn't stupid, she just thought that it was the painting within the painting that

made it so.

"Miss, my name is Charles Barnes, if you trust me, can you let me confirm if it's a painting in a painting

or not?"

"I'm an antique shop employee, and across the street is the antique shop I work in, which has a

disassembly kit, so if you need it, I can bring it over and help you take it apart on site." the obese

middle-aged man added.

"Sure." Jocelyn nodded cheerfully.

The fact that he could tell at a glance that the painting might be a painting within a painting shows that

he was extremely competent.

And that Age Antique Shop across the street is the second largest antique shop in the city, not just

anyone can get in.

Therefore, she concluded that there was absolutely nothing wrong with having the person in front of her

take apart the painting.

Charles aroused the curiosity of the crowd, and if she had said that she would split it up on the spot,

people would naturally not have left.

When the time comes, once the real Van Gogh is available, people will naturally bid for it.

These people, all of them rich, had no problem at all in trying to sell the painting at a high price.

Soon Charles left at a fast pace.

The auctioneer on stage gave the closing remarks, and the auction was over.

And everyone on the scene, at this point, had no intention of leaving.

Because everyone wanted to be sure if that was a painting within a painting or not.

After Charles had left, Jocelyn greeted the staff on site and helped carry a huge wooden table, as well

as a chair over and placed it in the open space below the auction stage.

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After Jocelyn was ready, about ten minutes later, Charles walked in with a huge wooden box.

Once inside, he automatically walked over to the set of tables and chairs. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Setting down his own wooden box, he couldn't wait to unlock it, took out the various tools he needed to

dismantle the painting and sat down in his chair, ready to take it apart.

Soon, the beautiful auctioneer brought the oil painting Jocelyn had auctioned in front of him.

The dismantling of the oil painting was very complex.

One wrong step and the whole painting would be ruined.

Therefore, Charles's movements were extremely careful and conscientious.

For fear of disturbing Charles, Jocelyn and the others all sat in their seats and waited quietly.