Chapter 2067 Tritus'' Regrets


    Beads of sweat rolled down Tritus'' forehead as he bowed down. He dared not move a muscle upon


    recalling that Old Mr. Bane was the honorary chairman of the Antiques and Cultural Relics Association.


    When it came to antiques and cultural relics, Old Mr. Bane''s keen eyes were tantamount to modern


    identification machines. Judging from his reaction, it was obvious that the painting was authentic. The


    Everyone in Bainbridge knew that Old Mr. Bane was a Micah mania. He even went to great lengths by


    announcing that the Bane Family would grant a wish to whoever could give him The Seasons.


    The Bane Family is one of the greatest families in Cathay! If they can grant a wish…


    In hindsight, Tritus could feel his scalp tingling and the goosebumps running all over his body upon the


    realization. Standing opposite him was Matthew, who could decipher that he was up to something from


    those greedy eyes.


    He fished out the contract, waving it lightly in midair to make Matthew rue his decision. Should I


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    repurchase it by tripling the price? But can money trante its value? Can I ask for help from the


    Banes for the third time unconditionally?


    Gritting his teeth, Tritus red at Matthew in rage. This annoying guy is the one to me.


    At that moment, Old Mr. Bane piped up, "Matt, I love this painting. Could you give it to me?"


    Matthew shrugged coolly. "It is a gift for you, so please take it."


    "Thanks, Matt." Old Mr. Bane patted Matthew''s shoulder, and his solemn expression gave way to a


    genuine smile. "It''s gettingte. I have something prepared in my manor. Shall we head there right


    now?"


    Matthew nodded. "I''m honored to be your guest."


    At that point, Tritus knew nothing he did could make things right. His reddened eyes fixed on the duo


    leaving. With one painting, not only did Matthew earn brownie points from Old Mr. Bane, but he also


    snatched the chance to visit Old Mr. Bane''s manor!


    ording to Tritus'' knowledge, he could count the number of Old Mr. Bane''s guests with his hands


    alone, and every single one was a big name in Bainbridge. Without Old Mr. Bane''s consent, no one


    dared toy a foot in his manor, not even the youngsters in the Bane Family.


    After heprehended the situation, a pang of guilt hit him like a tsunami.


    Who would have thought a painting from a stall by the street was the original work?


    Tritus flicked his hand and left in low spirits. Scenes of what happened earlier reyed in his head; his


    mischievous grin, his foolish decision to sign the contract, and that valuable painting that slipped


    through his fingers. Everything should''ve belonged to me. Why does Matthew deserve to be Old Mr.


    Bane''s guest? He''s nothing but a country bumpkin! I should be the one receiving the invitation! Darn it!


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