NovelEnglishClarence Steele had a unique perspective, and his professional knowledge was very solid.
Most importantly, he seemed to be a relatively honest and straightforward person.
Hence, Xyla Quest was very willing to hire him. Once her antique company was established, she would need a trustworthy right-hand man.
Even if she hadn't coincidentally bumped into him today, she would also look for him when she established her antique company.
Clarence instantly nodded. "Alright... I'll definitely cover when the tcomes. This painting is precious. You should either hang it up at hor just sell it. It's not safe to carry it around in your hands," Clarence said.
"I'll just sell it somewhere..." By doing so, Xyla would have enough money to establish her antique company. "Alright... I'll bring you somewhere in front. There's a large antique store... They will certainly buy it. In fact, they would offer a high price." Clarence passionately guided Xyla forward.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDue to his plump figure, the flesh on his body bounced a little when he walked. It was hilarious.
"Alright." Xyla smiled and followed Clarence. S~earch the Find_Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Between Clarence and Xyla, one was plump, and the other was thin. The contrast between them was obvious when they walked next to each other.
The bodyguards who followed behind the two of them didn't dare to lag.
Following Clarence's footsteps, Xyla eventually arrived at the largest antique store in the antique market-Times Antique Store.
This was a store with the largest area in the entire market...
There were a total of two floors, and the store was designed with a local touch.
It had an ancient quality to it.
At this moment, the store's door was left open without care. One could clearly see that the store was filled to the brim with tall burgundy, local-styled antiques from outside.
There were all sorts of antique items placed on each stand.
After taking a look around, Xyla led the way into the store...
As soon as she entered, she could see a large rosewood counter with flower carvings on it. An old man with short, white hair sat in front of the counter. He was wearing a dark red surcoat with coarse fabric. Right then, the old man had his far-sighted glasses on. He was holding a magnifying glass while he examined a porcelain bottle in his hand.
Xyla immediately recognized the old man...
He was Xavier York, the president of Antique Association she and Sharon Lindt had bumped into at the night market previously.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust then, Xavier slowly looked up.
When he saw Xyla, he stood up and walked up to her quickly. "It's you, my young friend." Xyla smiled. "Yeah, nice to meet you..." With that, Xyla extended her hand to him.
Xavier immediately held her hand before quickly letting go "You've left a deep impression on me... You're very knowledgeable about antiques..." Xyla shook her head. "No... To be honest, I only know very little about it. I simply got lucky the other day," she said humbly.
Xavier's smile widened gradually.
"You're quite the humble young m m person... Are you here to buy something from my store? Or are you here to sell something?" "Sell..." Xyla said. After saying that, Xyla extended her hand to the bodyguard holding Pablo Picasso's real work behind her.
The bodyguard respectfully handed the item to her with both hands.
Xyla then handed it over with both hands to Xavier. "I have a piece of real work from Pablo Picasso. I was wondering if you would be interested." "Pablo Picasso?" When Xavier heard this, he was shocked.
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