Antonio's gaze bore into Benjamin with a piercing intensity. His jaw clenched, and a low, ominous rumble emanated from his chest. The profound sense of having been deceived by the man fueled a visceral anger within Antonio, stirring the very essence of what he despised most. It was a sensation akin to a bitter defeat, a gnawing perception of inadequacy as if he had been outsmarted and ensnared, leaving him with a profound distaste for the predicament he found himself in."Benjamin, I want my fifty million dollars back and I will not remain silent."The sentence Antonio yearned to articulate, a demand for Benjamin to rectify the injustice and return what rightfully belonged to him, lingered unspoken at the base of his throat. A peculiar force, born of the surreal nature of the situation, seemed to strangle his ability to voice the words. It was as if the elaborate charade Benjamin had orchestrated had rendered Antonio momentarily mute, his desire for justice stifled by the absurdity of

A heavy silence enveloped the tent, accompanied by an almost tangible tension that hung in the air. At the heart of this hushed atmosphere, a solitary piece of pottery rested on a specially designated table, assuming an almost sacred presence demanding reverence. The attention of everyone present was irresistibly drawn towards this artifact, poised as if it were an object of veneration, waiting for an unveiling or sacrifice. The glow from carefully arranged lamps strategically placed around the pottery bathed it in a gentle illumination, gradually revealing its intricate details as if shedding light on a hidden enigma. The tent transformed into a chamber of anticipation, the stillness broken only by the soft flicker of the lamps and the collective breath held in suspense.In the midst of the crowd, Benjamin, exuding an unmistakable aura of leadership, took a resolute stance at the forefront. His commanding presence radiated a sense of authority, and with unwavering confidence, he bo

"Everyone here recognizes who Dustin Nicholson is. If Mr. John is the antique tycoon of this country, Dustin is the antique tycoon of the international scene. If you were to compare Mr. John and Dustin, it would be like earth and sky."Antonio's words cut through the air, carrying a weight that demanded attention. He sought to draw a stark contrast, emphasizing the immense stature of Dustin Nicholson on the global stage, creating a comparison that likened Mr. John to the local earth while elevating Dustin to the vast expanse of the international sky.If you were to compare Mr. John and Dustin, it would be like earth and sky.Antonio continued, emphasizing Dustin's unparalleled reputation, "Dustin has a status that makes him the Godfather of his field. Even if asked, Mr. John and all other antique experts would bow low before Dustin. If the lion is the king of the jungle, then Dustin is the king of antiques, and anyone would want to learn from Dustin.""Dustin Nicholson is no amateur.

A profound stillness draped the tent, the subdued echoes of breath lingering densely in the atmosphere. The utterance from Dustin Nicholson reverberated not just within Benjamin, Valerie, and the assembled attendees, but also resonated among the connoisseurs of vintage artifacts. This unforeseen disclosure shattered the meticulously crafted storyline, ensnaring everyone in a shared instance of bewildering amazement.Dustin's declaration unquestionably inflicted a blow upon the dignity of more than a hundred assembled antique experts.Doubts crept into their minds, casting shadows on their integrity, as they pondered whether their assessment of the pottery's authenticity stemmed from a genuine ability to discern antiques or if it was influenced by biased judgment swayed by Mr. John's proclamation about its Qing Dynasty origins. Dustin's revelation sparked internal turmoil and stirred a captivating intrigue within the realm of antiques."Did everyone catch that? Benjamin's been exaggera

"Congratulations on this monumental project, Miss Morgan. Your success is truly astounding."Valerie responded to the couple's congratulations with a sweet smile. "Thank you, sir, madam. This success would not have been possible if I had never learned from my predecessors who were much more successful than me," Valerie replies. Success does not necessarily make Valerie arrogant. In fact, she was still humble.After eating the snacks and drinks provided at the event, Valerie invited Benjamin to greet some of the guests. It would be rude if they went straight home without greeting the people who had given Valerie moral support by coming to the brick-laying ceremony. Not only Valerie, but Benjamin was also praised by people."Young man, I am very impressed with your ability to recognize antiques even from a distance. You have a great talent.""Yes. Even antique experts need to use full equipment to identify the pottery. But, you recognized it so easily."Benjamin smiled awkwardly. "I do