Chapter 374

“Let’s see!”

Everyone else was curious since Henry really liked Frank’s gift, only to be disappointed when they saw that it was just a painting.

Gina rolled her eyes. “What’s so impressive about that?”

“Exactly.” Peter pursed his lips. “Some dull paintings are worth a lot less than the porcelain vase.”

Henry frowned. “Dull painting? It’s an Alfie Bronx piece–did you ever finish school, not knowing who he is?”

Cindy pointed at Frank. “What, just because he said so? He could say it’s by King Arthur for all I care!”

“Haha!” Zeb laughed. “Sir, I don’t mind telling you but paintings are easiest to fake, especially if they’re old. No canvas would be preserved this well–the way I see it, it’s fake.”

Gina and the others nodded repeatedly. “Exactly. Mr. Larkin is right.”

They had not the faintest idea about antique or art, but if Zeb said so, then it must be.

“Just throw it away already, Grandpa,” Peter then told Henry. “Why would you keep a bootleg?

Henry quickly put it away and snapped. “Shut it. I think this is the real deal, and I like it.”

He could not care less if the painting was genuine–Frank gave it to him, and he would love it, real or otherwise.

Frank chuckled in turn, really doubting that Gerald Simmons would hang a fake painting in his own study. “What makes you say it’s fake? Just because you say so? Do you have evidence to prove that?”

Zeb scoffed, “You were tricked, weren’t you? Why don’t you tell us how much you paid for it instead?”

On the other hand, Gina noticed someone else nearby and immediately had an idea.

“You really don’t know when to give up, do you?” She snorted at Frank before hurrying to an elderly man nearby. “Mr. Young!”

Frank was perplexed by what Gina was up to and watched as she pulled the man to their table, saying, “Everyone, this is Randall Young, the most famous antique appraisal in Riverton.”

Henry already knew what Gina was doing since he had already met Randall thanks to his antique hobby and snapped, “That’s out of line, Gina.”

“What? Frank was the one who said it’s real.” Gina shrugged innocently. “In that nothing to worry about by letting Mr. Young take a look.”

case, he has Peter was already laughing in his head. “Greetings, Mr. Young.”

Cindy and Zeb quickly greeted Randall as well, while Gina said, “Mr. Young, we have an art piece by Alfie Bronx. Could you take a look?”

Randall simply laughed, “No, I don’t even have to look to tell that it’s fake.”

Everyone was confused. “What? Why?”

“Because the only privately owned Bronx piece is hanging on the wall of Gerald Simmons‘

office,” Randall explained. “The one and only.”

Zeb laughed snugly right then. “Hahaha! Did you hear that, Frank?”