"Wow... so beautiful..."
"Hmm?" Ivy Sumrs raised an eyebrow and asked.
Joy Quinn hadn’t recovered yet, she awkwardly raised her hand, "Um... Nina Sumrs asked when is Master Jennings coming?"
Ivy Sumrs was in contact, but after all, people are busy, and it takes ti to co over.
"He’ll be here, first start with the other items."
Ivy Sumrs stood up and walked out, Joy Quinn couldn’t take her eyes off her.
They all say that under the auctioneer Zinnia’s veil is an ugly face.
Whoever said that must be blind, I’d love to tear that person’s mouth.
With such beautiful eyebrows and eyes, how ugly could the lower half of her face be?
The people in the auction hall had already gathered.
The extrely confident Nina Sumrs had already walked up to the auction stage, standing confidently and graciously under the spotlight.
Ivy Sumrs walked over and saw her.
Joy Quinn, who was beside her, was anxious, "Zinnia, she..."
Ivy Sumrs looked at the self-satisfied person on the stage, and there wasn’t a trace of panic in her beautiful eyes.
"Zinnia, aren’t you worried?"
"Why should I be worried?"
Panic arises from lack of confidence.
But Ivy Sumrs has it.
She has one hundred percent confidence.
So what’s there to be anxious about?
In the past, Ivy Sumrs had many things taken away from her.
Now, unless she doesn’t want it, no one can take it from her.
Ivy Sumrs stood there, a distant gaze landing on her.
Damien Lancaster, seated like an emperor at the front of the auction hall, slightly turned his head, his deep eyes watching the woman’s slender back.
Is this woman about to make a mistake?
Damien Lancaster motioned with his hand.
Julian Jacobs imdiately ca over, "Sir?"
"Go find an appraiser with the last na Jennings, do it quickly."
"Yes."
Rachel Shaw leaned close to Damien Lancaster, "Damien, thank you for accompanying to the auction."
Damien Lancaster lightly raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
...
On the auction stage, Nina Sumrs stood there with a victor’s posture.
"Hello everyone, I’m tonight’s auctioneer, Nina Sumrs. The originally scheduled auctioneer was Miss Zinnia, but our Miss Zinnia was removed for defaming our client’s item as fake, isn’t that right, Miss Zinnia?"
Nina Sumrs intentionally brought it up on the spot just to ruin Ivy Sumrs’ reputation so no client would dare to approach her afterward.
Ivy Sumrs listened to the murmurs from the audience below and stepped forward. Her steps were brisk and carried a dominating aura as she stood in front of Nina Sumrs, her height giving her an advantage as she looked down at Nina Sumrs with indifferent eyes.
The mont the woman appeared, all eyes in the room were drawn to her.
Imdiately, Nina Sumrs felt a strong pressure and bit her teeth hard as she looked at the woman.
She couldn’t shake the feeling that this woman resembled Ivy Sumrs too much, even the temperant was too similar.
But how could Ivy Sumrs have this kind of skill?
Nina Sumrs smirked, "Great Auctioneer Zinnia, you still won’t admit defeat? You said you’d bring Master Jennings to authenticate, where is he? You never invited him, right? Or is your claim an excuse to buy so ti."
"Master Jennings will be here shortly."
"Heh, then let’s all wait with you for a few more minutes."
At this ti, the audience was already in a heated discussion.
"Casually claiming a client’s item is fake, who’s gonna entrust them with auctions after this?"
"Exactly, I’ve heard Zinnia is a very capable auctioneer, how could this happen?"
"Famous at such a young age and wearing a veil, who knows what she did to climb up."
"But I’ve heard there’s an ugly face under that veil. Soone once offered ten million for her to take it off, and she refused; she must be too ugly to et people."
Sneers could be heard.
Rachel Shaw from below and Nina Sumrs on the stage both curled their lips, looking at the person on stage as if enjoying a joke.
However, Ivy Sumrs was not flustered and glanced at her phone.
Master Jennings said he had arrived, and he had a good relationship with Ivy Sumrs, so he was more than willing to co help.
Actually, Master Jennings knows that Ivy Sumrs’ appraisal skills are on par with his. If she says it’s fake, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance she’s right, but because she’s still young, so people look down on her.
"Great Auctioneer Zinnia, are you not stepping down yet? Do you really plan on being dragged down? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?" Nina Sumrs, arms crossed, stood on the auction stage looking at Ivy Sumrs, especially proud.
"How about you apologize right here, say ’Nina, I was wrong, I’ll never do it again,’ and I’ll let it go, not embarrassing you anymore, how about that?"
The microphone was right in front of Nina Sumrs, so her voice was loud and clear, echoing through the speakers to everyone present.
The discussions grew louder.
Damien Lancaster looked on with calm eyes, but his expression was darkening.
"I’m sorry, I’m late!" Master Jennings arrived just in ti.
Nina Sumrs’ expression changed as she looked at the woman who remained composed beside her. Could she really have brought Master Jennings here?
How is that possible?
The newcor was dressed in a traditional Chinese suit, with gray hair, but looked energetic.
Ivy Sumrs slightly bowed, "Master Jennings, sorry to trouble you."
Master Jennings smiled warmly, "It’s my duty."
Nina Sumrs’ expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. Even if she managed to bring Master Jennings here, what difference would it make? Authentic is authentic, and it wasn’t possible for their entire appraisal departnt to be wrong, she didn’t believe it.
So Nina Sumrs said, "Master Jennings, could you please authenticate on the spot whether this gourd bottle is real or not."
Master Jennings was well-known in the appraisal world, and seeing such a distinguished guest, the audience beca even more excited and eager.
After carefully examining it, Master Jennings turned to Nina Sumrs, "Who said this gourd bottle is authentic?"
Nina Sumrs happily raised her hand, "Master Jennings, it was ."
Master Jennings glanced at her and exchanged a knowing look with Ivy Sumrs, who shook her head helplessly, and Master Jennings smiled knowingly.
"Young lady, you should go practice more before entering the antique world again."
Nina Sumrs’ smile widened even more, "Did you hear that, Great Auctioneer Zinnia, Master Jennings told you to go practice more."
"I was talking about you!" Master Jennings turned to Nina Sumrs.
Nina Sumrs’ heart skipped a beat, "?"
"Who else?"
Nina Sumrs’ face changed, "Master Jennings, you must be mistaken. I’m the one who claid this gourd bottle is genuine."
"But this gourd bottle is rely a replica, not an authentic piece."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room erupted.
Nina Sumrs’ pupils constricted, "That’s impossible."
"Are you questioning ?"
With just one sentence from Master Jennings, Nina Sumrs had to lower her head, forcing a smile.
Master Jennings’ status was sothing that commanded great respect, not sothing a junior like her could question.
But how could this be?
A replica that no one noticed, yet Zinnia could identify it.
Could that supposed ugly woman really have such skills?
Nina Sumrs was internally dissatisfied.
Ivy Sumrs thanked Master Jennings and looked at Nina Sumrs, "Are you leaving by yourself or do I have to escort you down?"
Nina Sumrs still stood on the stage, glaring at Ivy Sumrs with wide eyes.
The people below finally realized who the real winner was.
Seeing Nina Sumrs refusing to leave the auction stage.
Soone grew impatient, "If you’ve lost, just step down quickly, don’t be a sore loser."
"Exactly, causing trouble and wasting everyone’s ti, this auctioneer nad Nina Sumrs, we’ll be filing a complaint against her later."
"Get off, quickly get off."
Nina Sumrs’ face turned blue then red from the people’s words below, looking extrely displeased.
In the end, she could only retreat embarrassedly.
Ivy Sumrs returned to her rightful place, "I’m very sorry everyone for wasting your ti. This auction will now officially begin, and I am the auctioneer, Zinnia!"
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