"Besides, what right does this girl have to say that this vase is a fake? Didn't you hear Fred say that this thing must be real? It's a treasure left over from the first century." Celeste's hands were sweating. I came to New York to conduct business, and nobody has discovered it, but now…
Fred's face changed when he heard that. These people are trying to drag me down with them!
"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I say that this thing must be the real thing? I only took a rough look at it just now, so who knows what's on it? How dare you frame our family? Do you still want to survive in this industry?" At this moment, Fred couldn't care less about what they were saying. If Paul uses this matter to say something, then my life probably won't be easy.
