Chapter 32
Warren's expression shifted. His deep love for antiques had honed his eye for detail far beyond the average person's.

Sasha was confused when she noticed that the porcelain teapot seemed a bit different from what she remembered. But deep down, she knew it was the same teapot. She couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

Did Felix really believe that a few cosmetic alterations could somehow make it more valuable? She thought he was such a fool and dismissed him as nothing more than a country bumpkin.

"Yeah, Dad! This is pretty pricey. I actually saw Felix drop a whopping 5,000 dollars on it at the antiques market. He's so considerate, isn't he?"

The sarcasm in her voice was impossible to miss, and Milo laughed right on cue.

"5,000 dollars? Felix, that's an insult to Uncle Warren! Every guest here brings gifts worth tens, even hundreds of thousands of dollars! How could you—"

"Shut up!" Warren cut him off sharply. In a deep voice, he said, "It's the thought that counts. Do gifts always ha
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