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The Pinnacle Of Life Chapter 270

    The Pinnacle Of Life Chapter 270


    Just then, an old man in traditional clothing walked into the manor with a smile while


    holding two bottles of wine.


    “Hey Bardot! Your old pal is here to see you! Just look at what I’ve brought you, it’ s the


    thirty-year-old Dalva tawny port!”


    Upon hearing the old man’s voice, Aidan immediately rushed up to him while donning a


    bright smile. “Lawrence, didn’t you say that the Archaeological Society will be having a


    meeting today? Why did you rush over here then?”


    This old man was Christopher Lawrence, he used to teach History back in the same


    school as Aidan. However, this old man joined the Archaeological Societyter on. Now,


    he had a different position as an official in the archaeology industry. Naturally, Aidan


    was overjoyed to see him.


    Christopher smiled as he said, “I came as soon as the meeting ended.”


    Just then, he took a nce at the ground and noticed The Landscape that had been


    stomped by ire. Although he could only see parts of the painting, he was able to


    identify it.


    Christopher was shocked all of a sudden. After cing the wine on the ground, he


    picked up the painting. “Bardot, this is… Isn’t this, The Landscape?”


    His heart sank with restlessness. The more he looked at the painting, the more upset he


    looked.


    Aidan smiled and said, “Oh Lawrence, just look at how panicked you are over a fake


    painting of The Landscape. It’s just a faux given by a loser. You’re an archaeologist for


    god’s sake. Just look at the area with the stamp, it has been burnt off. They are too


    clumsy and couldn’t even get the stamp right, it’s clearly the fakest of fakes.”


    “You’re calling this a fake?” Christopher’s eyes widened in anger, even his beards stood


    up.


    ire, who rushed over, pointed at the painting and said, “Mr. Lawrence, of course this


    is fake! It’s a gift from my useless son-inw. No wait, from my ex son-inw! How dare


    he present a fake painting to my father?


    That’s why I tore it apart and stomped on it


    twice in front of him, just so this can’t be used to scam others.”


    “You tore it apart and even stomped on it twice?”


    Grimaced in intense anger, Christopher pped ire across the face.


    ire was stunned.


    “Mr. Lawrence, why did you p me?”


    Christopher was heartbroken. “You dumbass! You absolute idiot! You’ve ruined a


    beautiful art piece! Who told you that this was a fake? This is the original copy of The


    Landscape by Jean Pucelli!


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    It’s one of his priceless works that has been passed down!


    It’s priceless, you hear me?! How, how dare you tear it apart?! You’ll be condemned


    through the ages!”


    Tears started trickling down Christopher’s face. For an archaeologist, nothing was more


    painful than seeing a priceless treasure getting ruined by fools.


    Everyone’ s chest tightened in shock and thought, ‘If this is the real copy of The


    Landscape, what about the one that Edison presented?’


    Aidan frowned and said, “Lawrence, are you sure this is the original copy?”


    Christopher replied, “Of course, there’s no doubt about it! Do you think it’s a fake


    because of this burnt area?


    I guess you’re a fool too. That’s because the painting had


    experienced a fire when it was passed down. It took tremendous effort to save the


    painting back then, I didn’t expect it to get ruined by your daughter!”


    Adrianna immediately snatched the drawing given by Edison. “Mr. Lawrence, you must


    be mistaken. Look, this is the original copy of The Landscape by Jean Pucelli. My


    son-inw bought it with ten million dors in an auction.”


    After taking a nce at the painting, Christopher spat on it. “This is a fake painting!


    There have been a few fake copies of Jean Pucelli’s arts lurking in the counterfeit


    markettely. They are all cheap counterfeits, printed digitally. This is one of them, it


    costs a hundred dors at most.”


    “What? A hundred dors?!” Everyone was shocked.


    ire, who felt hard to breathe due to anxiety, immediately asked, “Mr. Lawrence, then


    how much does this original copy cost?”
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