Chapter 817
817 Disgrace
Wynter casually looked up. “Honestly, I wasn’t planning on saying much, but Mr. Loft, your professorship seems to warrant further scrutiny, doesn’t it?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Bill snapped.
Wynter smirked and responded, “Just take it at face value.”
Naomi intervened to smooth things over. “Wynter, please remember we’re on air. Let’s show some
respect to our seniors.”
*Seniors? Whose, exactly? Yours? Well, that explains a lot. Birds of a feather flock together.”
“You’re utterly outrageous!” Bill turned to Lindsay while seething, “I won’t come on the show if she’s around. You better handle this. It’s absurd to invite such an ignorant youngster, who doesn’t even have a degree, just because her brother’s a celebrity! It’s laughable!”
Bill was confident that the production team would choose him over Wynter. After all, his credentials spoke for themselves.
Caught off guard by the turn of events, Lindsay was about to intervene when Wynter said, “Mr. Loft seems a bit touchy. Is he trying to throw his weight around?”
“There are detailed records of the second item. The famous collector, Mr. Matthew Mott, splurged five thousand dollars on a snuff bottle from the Tranquil Renaissance.
“It made its way to an auction in Havenia, changed hands a few times, and eventually found its way back to the national museum. Mr. Loft, you are a professor in the field. Haven’t you come across this?”
The more matter-of–factly Wynter spoke, the sourer Bill’s expression grew.
The crowd seemed to favor Bill earlier, but now they were beginning to form their own opinions.
Wynter had guessed the authenticity of the item accurately. However, Bill hadn’t shown any real expertise. thus far. He simply kept making sarcastic remarks.
Lindsay was planning to consult the production team. Before she could do so, Bill smacked his forehead. “Of course! How could I forget!”
Suddenly, Bill’s gaze toward Wynter changed to admiration. “You aren’t clueless at all. You’re practically
an expert!”
“I’ve read a few books, so I have a decent grasp of antiques,” Wynter responded with a smile. Then she looked at Bill quizzically and asked, “Mr. Loft, you still haven’t answered my question. Why do you keep glancing toward the audience ? ”
Seeing the lack of response, Wynter continued, “Are you looking at Mr. Quinnell? If that’s the case, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. You may not be familiar with Mr. Quinnell, but I am. He won’t help anyone who’s worthless to him.
“Mr. Loft, why don’t you share with us how you managed to become an expert over these years?
817 Disgrace
“And as for the supposed rising star in cultural relic restoration by your side, does she really possess the skills? Or is she a sham who’s merely following your lead?”
“You… You!” Bill’s chest heaved as he pointed accusingly at Wynter. “I’ll sue you for slander!”
Wynter’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Be my guest .”
Bill had never encountered such an arrogant person. He had assumed he could easily defeat an insignificant girl like her.
How dare Wynter challenge him openly? And why wasn’t Shane coming to his defense?
Feeling confused, Bill blurted out, “Mr. Quinnell, are you going to let her tarnish my and Naomi’s reputation like this? Why not have the Quinnell family’s legal team teach her a lesson? She’s insulting you!”
Shane wished he could vanish into thin air. How could Bill be so foolish as to mention the Quinnell family’s legal team? Did he even grasp the implications of what he was suggesting?
Upon hearing this, Wynter smirked. “Did you say the Quinnell family’s legal team should teach me a lesson ? *