Chapter 473
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“But if it were perfect, it wouldn’t be called the Half-Faced Warrior. It’s a shame it’s so damaged. Still, the Millers deserve credit for preserving it this long.”
“Is Miss Jones crazy? There are antiques here worth millions, with potential to grow in value, and she chooses this broken-down painting?”
“I don’t understand her reasoning. This piece wouldn’t even sell for two hundred thousand, and it’s a pain to maintain. What’s the point of bringing it home?”
Whispers rippled through the crowd as they struggled to make sense of Christina’s decision. To them, she wasn’t thinking clearly. Choosing this damaged painting over more valuable items seemed downright foolish. She was letting a golden opportunity slip away. What a fool.
A guest piped up with good intentions, “Miss Jones, you might want to reconsider. Every other antique in here is better than that battered painting.”
Another quickly jumped in, “Honestly, that painting is beyond saving. If you bring it home, it’ll just fall apart. You’d be lucky to get a few thousand for it.”
Several guests seemed genuinely concerned for Christina, suggesting she pick something else valuable from the hall.
Christina shook her head with unwavering determination. “I appreciate your suggestions, but I’m set on this painting. Its value to me isn’t about money.”
When it became clear she wouldn’t change her mind, those trying to sway her gave up with quiet sighs. Some, however, exchanged smug looks. “She’s just too stubborn. Let her regret it later.”
“Out of all the treasures in here, she picks the one thing nobody wants? There’s no helping her. Let her be.”
“I’ll be laughing when she realizes how bad her choice was. Watching her regret it will be nice.”
Some people were just eager to see her consumed by remorse, throwing out mocking remarks and watching her as if she didn’t know any better.
Ignoring the negativity, Christina turned to Kurt. “My mind’s made up. Could you have the painting packed up for me so I can bring it home after the party?”
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Kurt gave her a reassuring nod. “You got it. I’ll have it ready in no time.”
Christina smiled at him. “Thank you, Kurt.”
Christina’s words brought a spark to Kurt’s face, his smile shining with unmistakable warmth. He felt like the day Christina would become Robin’s wife was fast approaching. Now, it was just a matter of whether Robin would rise to the occasion.
There were always whispers about Robin being too young and Kurt being too eager to push Robin to settle down. But Kurt’s concern was grounded. Robin had no clue when it came to romance, and all he cared about was tracking down Epic to challenge. Without a little nudge, Robin might end up spending his whole life alone.
Kurt knew age was catching up with him. He had no clue how much time he had ahead of him and longed to see Robin get married and develop a family before his ultimate demise.
Lorraine, lurking in the crowd, absorbed in everything silently, curled her lips into a wicked smirk at Christina’s choice of that seemingly worthless painting. Christina was a total moron. With priceless antiques everywhere, Christina had gone for the least valuable thing in the room. Moreover, the painting, with its battered condition, was unlikely to soar in value and might even lose what little value it had.
Neither Lorraine nor the people mocking Christina ever imagined that in Christina’s care, that battered painting would be brought back to its original glory, or that she could turn a discarded canvas into a masterpiece. The day Christina unveiled the restored painting, it left them all stunned, hit with a jaw-dropping shock they couldn’t shake.
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