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Chapter 25 Do You Think We’re Fools?
“Mr. Birkett’s painting? It can’t be!”
Someone snapped, “Everyone knows that Mr. Birkett stopped auctioning off his artwork long ago. This
can’t be his painting.”
“That’s right. Auctioning off a fake painting? Do you think we’re fools?”
Everyone who attended the auction today were all established figures. BQ Magazine couldn’t afford for
them to get mad. Panicked, Mr. Nelson said hurriedly, “This painting by Mr. Birkett was sponsored by an
anonymous person. That person has guaranteed that this is an authentic painting.”
“Just because that person says it is authentic doesn’t mean it is. Who’s going to believe it?” Someone
refuted right away before they continued, “Who’s this anonymous person? Come out if you dare. Prove
that this is an authentic painting.”
The attendees of this dinner sponsored all the auction goods tonight, so the anonymous person must be
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpresent. Were they auctioning off a fake painting using Mr. Birkett’s name? They wanted to see who this
shameless person was. Gilbert frowned, looking upset. How dare they accuse Jenny’s painting of being
fake?
He was about to get up when Jenny, who was beside him, got ahead of him.
“I was the one who sponsored the painting.”
Everyone else heard her voice and turned to look at her one by one. It was her! It was Gilbert’s sister
and also the woman who infuriated Alec.
“This painting is indeed Mr. Birkett’s painting. It’s not a fake like everyone claims it is,” she said calmly
without any signs of panic.
“What proof do you have? The whereabouts of all the paintings that Mr. Birkett auctioned off are clear.
This painting,” that person contemplated for a moment before saying, “This painting of yours has never
appeared before. Could it be Mr. Birkett’s new work?”
“It is indeed,” Jenny nodded. She thought to herself, “This person is quite familiar with Mr. Birkett’s
artwork. He recognized that it was a new painting with just one look.”
Not only did she not refute, but she also admitted directly. Everyone looked at her as if she was mad.
“Mr. Birkett said earlier that he isn’t going to auction off any new paintings anymore. Before you use his
name, you should at least get your facts right to avoid making a fool of yourself!”
“That’s right! Do you think we’re that dumb?”
The crowd started to speak their mind. They had already concluded that this was a fake painting. They
even changed the way they looked at Gilbert. This was the person he brought along, so more likely than
not, this was the kind of person he was involved with.
“Dr. Walter, although you have good intentions with your donation, this was inappropriate. Mr. Birkett is a
renowned artist, and everyone likes his paintings. You’re going to cause outrage by deceiving the people
with a fake painting. Just apologize.”
Faye seemed to be trying to help Jenny with her earnest words, but she had indirectly deemed it a fake
painting. Jenny glanced at her and sneered, “We haven’t even confirmed the authenticity of the painting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand you already want me to apologize?”
“There’s no use in denying it. Many of the people here are fans of Mr. Birkett. They are familiar with his
work. What’s the use of denying it?”
Even though she seemed worried for Jenny, Faye was smiling inside. She had been stressed out trying
to think of a way to humiliate Jenny earlier. Who knew Jenny had just made a fool of herself?
Jenny didn’t entertain her. She scanned the crowd for a while before she turned her gaze to Mr. Nelson.
She said calmly, “Since everybody doubts the authenticity of the painting, let’s get an appraiser. What do
you think, Mr. Nelson?”
“Alright, alright. I’ll contact one right away.” Mr. Nelson nodded repeatedly. He was also feeling super
anxious. If this painting turned out to be fake, BQ Magazine would become a joke. He could only pray
that Gilbert was reliable. After all, he was the one who made the guarantee back then. Worst case
scenario, Gilbert had also been kept in the dark about this.