One hundred and fifty million.
Her painting couldn't hold its head high in front of this fat man. Are these people that blind, and is Ethan Sterling just as blind?
After a long time, the host finally found his voice and hesitantly spoke, "Ms. French Fry, if you're unwilling to remove your mask, the procedures later..."
Even his voice was cautious, afraid of offending the future star of the art world.
"Is verifying identity on the spot the only way the Star Burning Cup's gold award is authenticated?" Seraphina Redgrave asked in confusion, "What if someone cheated when submitting the work?"
"Hmm?"
The host was dumbfounded, "The Star Burning Cup brings both fame and fortune, who would be willing to be a secret agent for someone else?"
What a joke.
"There will always be some wealthy heiresses who want to gild their image," Seraphina Redgrave said in a calm tone.
Mia Redgrave, who was initially angry, suddenly broke into a cold sweat after hearing this, "Who are you implying?"
