Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 474

In general, a person of great wisdom would usually have sharp eyes. Speaking of this, Ingrid definitelyhad the air of a wise woman.

“I'm also looking forward to seeing Ms. Young, the expert antique appraiser, to liven things up,” saidBailey.

As Ingrid and Bailey exchanged glances, they seemed to have communicated wordlessly. Withoutanother word, both of them broke into a smile.

“Let's take our seats.”

“Sure.”

Lydia scratched her head over the duo's conversation. She could not help asking Zeke, “Did you getwhat they were talking about?”

A smile crept onto the latter's face. “You invited Master Ingrid to this event to liven up the mood, didn'tyou?”

At that point, Lydia became even more confused.

Soon, the staff pushed the unearthed antiques onto the stage piece by piece. Everyone down the stagewas amazed and astounded at the same time.

It's no wonder that the higher-ups regarded this exhibition with great importance. Even the heir of theFletcher family is here to handle and monitor the event. All of these antiques will become priceless

treasures once their authenticity is verified.

“Vespera and our specialist team have concluded that this bronze vessel dated back to the Bronze Ageis authentic. No documentation is available,” the curator announced.

Everyone at the scene was shocked to hear that.

Wow! The first piece of antique is a relic from the Bronze Age. It dates back thousands of years! Thegang of tomb raiders that has been arrested... I wonder where did they steal all of these relics?

Meanwhile, in the VIP area, Bailey was gazing at the bronze vessel on the stage. As she was filled withadmiration for the ancient people's wisdom, she also began to admire Lina's courage.

Even though there is a team of specialists helping her, she's still considered courageous enough tobear the responsibility of an appraiser. After all, she is just an imposter. Alas... her greed for fame willsurely ruin her one day.

“Bay, is this thing really authentic?” Lydia queried.

“Yes, it is. The techniques of metalworking are not fully established during the Bronze Age. Thus, theauthentication process is rather complicated. But there is a way to ascertain its authenticity. Have alook at...”

Bailey softened her voice as she explained it in detail.

“Oh, I see!” Lydia was instantly enlightened.

“As expected of a world-renowned expert. You're very knowledgeable, Ms. Jefferson. Your skills inantique appraising are impressive too. Looks like I'll have to learn from you,” Ingrid praised with asmile.

“You flatter me!”

While they were chatting, another few pieces of relics were examined.

Among them, some were authentic; some were replicas.

Of course, the counterfeit relics were not replicated by the ancient people.

When collecting an antique, some immoral antique dealers would also acquire its replica to trick peopleinto buying the fake antique at an exorbitant price.

A moment later, an antique statue was confirmed to be fake. Looking at the antique statue, Baileyfrowned slightly.

Noticing her unusual expression, Artemis asked softly, “What is it? Is there something wrong with thejudgment of this antique statue?”

At that moment, an idea struck Bailey, and a calculating glint flashed across her eyes.

I reckon Mrs. Luther will like this antique statue even though she has already acquired the handwrittenscripture. An antique statue is more meaningful than a modern scripture anyway. On top of that, thisstatue had been in the hands of kings and queens. It was believed that monarchs possessed healing

powers in ancient times. I'm sure the Luther family will prosper and be blessed with excellent health ifwe display this statue at home.

“Hmm. If I'm not mistaken, this statue dates back to the Middle Ages. Clay is not a valuable materialnowadays, but using clay for sculptures was rare until the late Middle Ages. This statue was handmadewith clay by a famous sculptor. Rumors had it that he was very enthusiastic about art. Also, since thisstatue had passed through the hands of kings and queens, its spirituality could now be felt,” Baileyexpounded.

Artemis was taken aback to hear that. “There are such rumors? How come I've never heard of it?”

“You only have your heart set on money. Without any interest in art, it's natural that you've never heardabout this.”

Bailey's remark instantly rendered him speechless.

Since the duo had been talking quietly, and the crowd around them was noisy, Ingrid and Lydia did notoverhear their conversation.

Hence, when Lina concluded that the antique statue was fake, Ingrid could not help asking, “Ms.Jefferson, I'm not knowledgeable enough to talk about the technicalities, but I get the feeling thatsomething is off with this antique statue. Can you please enlighten me?”

Bailey curled her lips into a smile and shook her head. “You're overthinking things, Mdm. Wolcott. Ireckon that you know all the antique statues with historical records. You don't remember seeing thisantique statue, do you?” novelbin

Ingrid could not help but chuckle. “No. I've never seen this statue, but there's something fishy about it.Hmm. Don't you think this antique statue is out of the ordinary, Ms. Jefferson?”

Bailey shook her head in response.

This antique statue will surely be handed in if I conduct an appraisal. As such, I won't be able to gift it toMrs. Luther.

In actuality, Bailey did not lack patriotism. She had been working hard to contribute and had become apride of her nation. To her, that was how a patriotic citizen should be.

A moment later, gasps of surprise echoed through the hall.

As Bailey looked toward the stage, she saw a blood-red antique emerald. On its surface was theengraving of some densely packed ancient alphabets.

This is...

Bailey sat up straight and squinted her eyes to observe the red emerald. Her eyes were filled withexcitement.

Is this the Haju people's red emerald? After thousands of years, it has finally reemerged...

“Gosh! What is this?”

“That's such a bright red. It's surprising to see a blood-red emerald!”

“I reckon modern craftsmanship can produce an emerald with such bright color. Yet, this is a relic!There was no modern technology in ancient times. So how is it possible for a red emerald like that toexist?”

“Where are the official representatives? They should explain to us.”

“This is the emerald seal. Thousands of years ago, it was the foundation of the Haju people'sinheritance,” an elderly in the crowd stated.

His bold speculation instantly attracted everyone's attention.

“What? This is the emerald seal that went missing thousands of years ago?”

“How can this be? This is impossible! How can it reemerge after it went missing for these pastthousands of years?”

At that moment, the curator went up the stage.

With a solemn expression, he voiced, “What this mister has just said is true. Indeed, this is the emeraldseal, but we've yet to confirm its authenticity. Of course, we won't simply jump to conclusions either. Asthis relic means the world to us, we've already revealed all the related information, hoping to receiveadvice from some organizations. Thankfully, we have successfully invited Vespera, an internationallyaccredited antique appraiser, to work with us today. I believe she possesses the skills and ability toexamine this relic. Without further ado, we shall proceed with today's main agenda.”

Having said that, he landed his gaze on Lina.

The latter was utterly dumbfounded at that moment. Gosh! What am I supposed to say? I can't eventell what this relic is made out of. To me, it looks exactly like a replica produced with moderncraftsmanship. After all, no technology was available during the Pre-Quix Era. That was thousands ofyears ago! There was no way to create such an exquisite product back then.

Despite thinking of that, Lina dared not utter a word. She found the gaze of the audience toointimidating.

But what if it is real? I'll be doomed for making a wrong judgment. Gosh! How am I going to shoulderthe blame by then?