Ch. 1251..1260

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1251-The only guest who never said a word is Frank.

However, as everyone else turned toward Frank, Hugh spoke before he could.

"Hah! What would some ignorant manwhore know about art? Even if he knows a thing or two, he still wouldn't be able to afford it." Hugh's scoffing drew several chuckles in the room, since 'manwhore' made the insult all too obvious.

However, Frank remained calm as he looked at the other guests and asked quietly, "Are you done laughing? If you are, I will share my opinion."

"Of course, young sir. You may speak freely."

Travis was surprised that Frank did not make a bid, and instead spoke up to share his opinion.

Was he going to accuse him of selling a fake?

As if on cue, Frank turned toward the painting beside Travis as everyone looked on, nodding as he said, "That painting isn't genuine… Or it's half-genuine, to be precise."

"Hahaha!!!" Hugh was laughing first and very loudly.

The other guests were chuckling too, while Travis appeared shocked for a moment before frowning in annoyance.

Did that kid come to smear Jade Dragon's good name?

"Frank Lawrence."

That was when Hugh stood up, leering at Frank haughtily, "I mean no disrespect, but everyone here is a collector or an appraiser of Zamri. In fact, Mr.

Richton, the gentleman beside me here, is the most famous appraiser in the East Coast. And if they can't see that it's a fake while you can, don't you think you're stretching it?! Don't you find your behavior embarrassing?!"

The other guests nodded in agreement, with Travis' frown easing.

If his painting was fake, that would mean he was a sucker who had been taken for a ride.

He would not just be losing money at that point-even Jade Dragon's reputation would be taken for a ride, if it stayed open for business at all.

In fact, Travis almost had a heart elet attack when Frank questioned painting, and he calmed considerably because Hugh bane him out with perfect timing.

"Who let him in here? How degrading."

"Yeah. Just get him out of here already, acting all impressive when he doesn't know a thing. He doesn't deserve to be here!"

"Get that insolent rat out of here already!"

Travis nodded even as everyone including Hugh became vocally disapproval.

After all, Frank had been disrespectful from the start, behaving pretentiously while insulting everyone's reputation.

Turning toward Frank, Travis said coolly, "Sir, if you can really see that เอนๆ

it's not genuine, please point out how-I'm not so prideful that l'd refuse to admit a loss. Buthf youre just here to cause trouble for Jade Dragon, I have no choice but to ask you to leave."

Frank rose to his feet, shaking his head as he sneered. "How amusing. I was told that there were treasures to be foundthere, but it turns out that you're just selling your reputation. In that case, you don't have to chase me out-I will leave on my.

"Heh…"

Qwn. I won't stoop to staying here."

With that, he turned and started to leave, only to be stopped by two burly bodyguards at the doorway.

Frank turned toward Travis right.

then. "What, feeling angry because l exposed youllies? Itching for a fight now?" "Hmph!" Travis snorted coldly.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1252-"Hmph!" Travis snorted coldly.

If he allowed Frank to leave after what he said, that would just prove what Frank said that he was selling his reputation, not treasures.

And having been appraised antiques all his life, he certainly could not take that insult!

Growling hostilely, he demanded, "Your words will ruin the reputation of my establishment sir, and you expect to leave peacefully?" "Really? And your reputation can't be ruined?"

Frank sneered in contempt. "Worshiping counterfeits like it's the real deal, using your reputation for commodities and getting hostile if anyone says otherwise…

Shame-your reputation just isn't worth anything to me, nor am I afraid of your aggression."

Travis did a double take-even after all that, Frank was still accusing him of selling counterfeits?!

Feeling a little petty just then, he slowly walked up to Frank and growled solemnly, "I sell real treasures, young man, not my reputation. So you don't have to worry about pointing out how my painting is fake, and I'll burn it if what you said is proven true. How about that?!"

"Good!"

Travis' confident challenge drew shouts of approval-everyone was certainly impressed with his attitude.

After all, it was a part of the business to pass off counterfeits as the real deal.

Even if it would never be as valuable as the genuine, they would easily make a few hundred grand with it.

As such, Travis was basically cornering himself by issuing such a challenge to Frank.

"Heh. Forget it…"

Frank did not accept Travis' challenge right away, however, instead waiving him off and laughing. "I'm worried your heart will break."

"Hahaha!" Hugh was laughing once again and clapping. "You're such a wily bastard, Frank! Who do you think Mr.

Dali is, some three-year old kid? Everything he has is a treasure worth millions, and you had to try to get everyone's attention by claiming that the painting is a fake, And now that Mr. Dali's asking you to prove it, you're just running around in circles, claiming he only sells reputation."

"Now, Mr. Dal even promised to burn it, and you're saying that he can't bear it?

You're just feeling A caught! Point out how the painting is fake if you can, or you will kowtow to everyone here ten times and take back your insolent insults!"

"Exactly! Insulting us for not knowing our antiques, and leaving without a care?!

Do you really think we'd let that happen?!"

"It's either that, or we'll break every bone in your body before Jade Dragon throws you out!"

"In that case, let me show you a whole new world." Frank chuckled, before glangingratl Travis pointedly.

"However… I'm afraid that Jade Dragon will be closing down soon."

Travis snorted. "Don't worry. I would like to see what profound opinion you hold, even ditisends Jade Dragon out.

of business!"

Seeing that Travis was dead set, Frank smiled coolly and nodded.

Since the old man was being so stubborn, he just had to teach him a lesson!

Even if Frank was no patron of the arts, he had seen plenty back at Mystic Sky Sect.

Being up close and personal allowed him to scrutinize the details, and he could aNeasttell if a piece was a fake from just one glance.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1253-Frank turned, then walked up to the painting and immediately spotted several flaws with a single glance.

"Heh. So, have you thought about your tricks this time, Frank?" Hugh sneered in contempt, hostile as he had been from the start for some reason.

Frank completely ignored him and nodded confidently as he pointed at the signature at the corner.

"Take a look at the signature," he said. "Even if made to look like it's old, it clearly does not match the age of the canvas. In fact, the painting was signed much later-which begs the question, what painting would be signed hundreds of years after its completion and long after the artist is dead?"

"What?!"

Everyone was immediately restless, especially Travis.

He whipped out a magnifying glass and dropped to his knees as he scrutinized the painting.

Then, as he was looking closely, Frank pointed at the brush strokes and added quietly, "I've seen my shares of oil paintings to identify each style. People of Rivaldi's era-let alone Rivaldi himself—are not known to use the impasto in their time. Only the artists of northwest Draconia would."

As he finished, Frank turned toward Travis and chuckled. "With that in mind, may I ask where the previous owner of this painting came from…?" "Gitra. It's in the northwest… Oh." Travis' eyes widened, and his magnifying glass slipped off his fingers, dropping on the floor with a thud.

As soon as realization caught him, so did the authenticity of the painting.

"Now, to avoid confusion, let me make it simple for you!"

Frank pointed at the painting. "The canvas is real, but the painting isn't the signature especially can be identified at first glance."

Snorting and shaking his head, Frank then returned to his seat, picking up his cup of tea and taking a sip.

The room was silent for a long while, until Hugh leapt to his feet. "No… That's impossible!"

He strode over, picking up the magnifying glass Travis dropped and finalinized every inch, untithe finally noticed the inconsistency on the signature that Frank pointed out.

It really proved that the stamp was relatively recent.

"H-How is that possible?!"

Hugh turned toward Frank in astonishment-it was such a small flaw!

Not even the best appraiser in Draconia would be able to tell, let alone them!

And yet, Frank did so immediately…

What did he even do for a living?!

"Urgh…"

Travis breathed a deep sigh just then-to think that the painting he treasured so much was a fake!

He almost choked and fainted right then but ultimately caught himself.

Gritting his teeth, he barked at the stewardess still standing beside the painting "Go buy me some matches!

I'm burning this fake!"

"No!"

"Exactly! You should reconsider!"

"Well…" Travis was hesitant and slid an uncomfortable glance at Frank.

Frank simply smiled and shook his

The guests were anxious right then, with the elderly Mr. Richton actually leaping to his feet! "Rlease, Mr. Dali. It may be fake, but it would still fetch a couple hundred grand! You'd have nothing if you burned it!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1254-Various expressions alternated over Travis' face, and he bellowed at the stewardesses again, "Go, buy me a box of matches!"

"Yes, Mr. Dali…" The stewardesses flinched and hurried away.

Hugh was glaring furiously at Frank. "Frank, haven't you heard the saying 'live and let live'?"

"Live and let live, really?"

Frank chuckled in turn. "Did you listen to me when I tried to dissuade you from having me appraise that painting? You presumed I was trying to bail, even demanding that I kowtow to everyone." Hugh was stumped. He could only snort and clench his jaw.

Soon, the stewardesses returned with matches.

Travis' hands were shaking, but he ultimately burned the painting as everyone watched.

Even as the canvas was reduced to ashes, Travis' cheek clenched in heartache.

But there was no helping it-he had made a promise, and he must see it through.

Such was the unspoken ironclad rule when it came to antique appraisal.

"Alright, it's just a fake painting. I'll be leaving now."

Seeing that everyone else was scowling, Frank tactfully turned to leave, positive that there were no treasures here.

However, Travis stopped Frank. "Sir, you'd be mistaken if you believe that I'm that petty."

Travis understood that Frank was leaving because his presence would be an insult to him, and hence, he said firmly, "I have collected and appraised antiques and other rarities all my life. They can't all be fake -even if there's one in my collection that proves to be fake, I will readily admit it."

"As such, I invite you to look through them as a favor for me! If there are more fakes, I will destroy them like that painting!"

"That's no good, is it?" Frank smiled hesitantly.

"What's not good about that?!"

Travis sighed. "Don't worry, I won't insult you. In fact, I will pay you a fee for every time you appraise. If it's a fake, then you will be paid ten percent of what that item was worth. How about that?"

"What?!"

The guests were all stunned by Travis' offer the man was really staking his coffers!

Ten percent of what that a counterfeit item was worth… It was not just confidence in his coffers, but it was also confidence in the authenticity of his collection.

Frank thought about it and decided to agree to it.

Seeing how confident Travis was, the man just might really have something impressive.

And he would be paid for it as well… who knew if he could get what he needed without spending a dime, which was not necessarily bad for him. "Alright. I'll stay," Frank said and returned to his seat.

Around him, the other guests and Hugh were suddenly afraid to look at Frank.

Despite his youth, he had a sharp eye for appraising.

The other guests certainly did not

believe that he was some sugar baby of the Turnbulls now. Evencas they quietly, wondered where Frank

came from, they were doubting what Hugh said about Frank.

After all, would a manwhore really be so skilled?

"Hmph. I guess he has a couple of tricks up his sleeve, or Sif. Lionheart wouldn| have fallen to him."

Even as Hugh thought he was in a pickle, he knew that he needed to be careful against Frank.

Meanwhile, Travis presented the next item to be auctioned.

It was a vivid wooden sculpture, and Frank did not show interest after just one glance although he did not find any inconsistencies.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1255-To no surprise, the wooden sculpture was not particularly valuable, and it was purchased for a modest 400 grand.

After that, Travis presented a set of porcelain tableware.

Frank nodded, seeing no flaws-even if nothing was catching his eye, the tableware was not fake, and it was sold for 150 million.

Up front, Travis breathed a sigh of relief since Frank was not speaking up it seemed that the painting was the exception.

As his mind was set at ease, he presented another item from his collection: a red coral crystal.

"Everyone, this red coral crystal is plucked from the South Sea," he said proudly.

"It's a true rarity and worth a king's ransom, and I would never have sold it if not for extenuating circumstances.

"It is said to carry an aura and imbued with spiritrons-just keep it at your house, and it'll bring good fortune and promote longevity. And now, I will sell it for a billion dollars!"

"A billion dollars?!"

Travis' starting bid left the guests trading glances-it must be something special if the starting bid was already that high.

On the other hand, anger was showing in Frank's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Promoting longevity… It's great, and I can even smell a whiff of sweetness that clears the mind from over here."

One of the guests nodded in approval but soon frowned. "But… a billion?"

Indeed.

Despite the red coral crystal being clearly valuable and despite Travis' mystical description, everyone knew that it was only a treasure if someone was interested. Otherwise, it was just a rock.

As for the mystical properties Travis described, it really was not worth the money to the guests present. The rock has its worth, but it was not worth a billion dollars. What they wanted was something that was worth the investment, and not mystical half-truths.

Naturally, Travis was a little anxious as he saw that his guests were skeptical. "This rock is definitely harvested from the South Sea, and it cost me 600 millions. I've kept it with me for years, so I'd know its effects better than anyone. I swear it's something special, and definitely worth over a billion!"

Seeing that the others were not acknowledging the value of the red coral crystal, Travis turned toward t Frank. After all, Frank has the sharpest eyes among them-if Frank sees the value and vouched dfor Travis, Travis would certainly feel more confident.

Noticing Travis stare, the other guests turned toward Frank too.

Frank mused to himself for a while and shook his head. "It's no gem-it's just a normal aquascape rock."

"What?!"

Travis gaped at Frank's comment, pointing a trembling finger at the rock as he asked, "Please, Mr.

Lawrence… look again! It's crystalline and has a bright, reflective duster!"

How is iNhot à gem?"

Travis was right, and everyone was puzzled-it was a gem and would!!

tetch over miNions even if sold on thất alone.

Why would it not be?

"Calm down," Frank said, silent for a moment and sighing. Us. no geh, but fil takelt. one billion."

"What?!"

Frank's words left everyone puzzled.

He first claimed that it was just a normal rock… but now he was taking it for a billion?

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1256-Could the rock actually be a treasure, but Frank was just trying to play down its value so that the other guests would not compete?

With that in mind, everyone was suddenly interested, while Travis was delighted.

Frank's move was basically promoting the rock!

Beaming, he asked, "Forgive my ignorance, Mr. Lawrence, but I've always treated it as a red gemstone. Would you mind telling me what it is, if it's not a gemstone?"

"It really is just a normal rock," Frank said calmly, despite the troubled look in his eyes. "However, it holds a special meaning to me, which is why I will buy it."

"Pfft."

Hugh was snickering-did Frank really take them for fools?

Whether it was really a gemstone or not, the fact that Frank tried to disparage it while trying to buy it meant there was something fishy going on.

He must be worried that the others would compete with him.

With that, Hugh looked up and grinned. "Since Mr. Lawrence is interested, there has to be something special about it, and I'll buy it for the sake of research. I bid 1.1 billion." "Two billion," Frank said quietly even before the others could react.

"Like I said, it's pointless for the rest of you. Don't screw over yourself."

"And why would you think that?" Hugh retorted, sneering. "Three billion!"

"Four billion," Frank said calmly. "I can keep going if you want."

"4.5 billion!" Hugh smirked. "It's not an issue, Frank. I have all the money I need."

"Uh-huh. Five billion."

Frank raised, still impassive. "This is my final raise. If you raise it again, I'd have to concede."

Hugh snorted but considered Frank's threat.

If he raised again and Frank really gave up, he would end up having to buy that rock.

And to be honest, he just wanted to mess that Frank-he did not I which was not wow water dollars, let alone five, Sneering in contempt, he decided that since he had managed to mess with Frank anyway, there was no reason to go that far.

Smiling, he returned to his armchair and smiled. "In that case, you can have it."

Frank snorted.

It was ridiculous that the rock which was not even worth a billion was sold for five billion.

Even if Hugh did raise the bid ovel.net

because he wanted to be mean, Frank must have had a brainfact,n willingly puying a rock at the astronomical value of five billion.

He was not lying when he said that it held special meaning i him.

While Frank could definitely get the Whim Trevor Zurich, Helemet money and Vicky, he refused to tell anyone about the rock.

It was a perfectly ordinary rock, and the reason it was red was because it was covered in blood.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1257-And the blood on that rock was the essence of Mystic Sky Sect's chief, failing his transcendence as mobs of martial artists attacked him.

Despite his failure, the chief of Mystic Sky Sect-Frank's mentor-had vaguely cultivated a strand of sage aura.

And the blood on that rock contained it.

Be it from a standpoint of principle or sentiment, Frank refused to let the rock fall into anyone else's hands.

The blood on that rock was a representation of his mentor's resentment.

A representation of the tragedy that was the fall of Mystic Sky Sect.

A representation of the three years Frank spent adrift.

Therefore, that rock was priceless for Frank-he would even buy it for a trillion, let alone five billion.

Once Frank made payment, he was given the stone as he wished.

It felt warm in his hand, as if the blood on it had yet to dry.

Frank almost could not stop his tears just then, but he ultimately did.

"Just watch, master," he vowed in his mind to the rock. "One day, I will restore Mystic Sky Sect… and all our enemies will pay." The rock seemed to resonate right then, and it seemed to flicker in Frank's arms.

"What?! Why…"

Everyone could see the rock glowing in Frank's arms, and were all gaping silently in astonishment.

A glowing rock? What on earth was it?!

The rock then started to expand twice its size, and…

Crack!

It shattered into pieces as everyone watched.

"Hmm?!"

Even so, Frank could feel it profoundly.

As if the essence on the rock was alive, and subtly seeping into his open palm, fusing with the pure vigor within his body.

Frank could feel the pure vigor in him condensing into liquid, trickling and extending across every meridian in his body.

He ascended!

His cultivation skyrocketed without anyone noticing, rising from full-fledged Birthright rank up to Ascendant pinnacle.

"What…"

"Hahahaha…"

While Frank stared at his palms in disbelief, Hugh was laughing deafeningly in the distance, unaware of Frank's ascendance.

All he saw was Frank holding that red coral crystal, which shattered into dust all over the floor in an instant.

Seeing the shock on Frank's face, Hugh quickly came to his senses?

and scoffed. "What the Heck, Frank?

Yulbought that useless rock for five billion… Tut, tut, what keen eyes you have!"

The other guests were amused too an out ranging selors praisal., hehad spent billions for a useless rock. Such comeuppance could not have been quicker!

Frank, however, said nothing.

He was quietly relishing the change in his meridians and pure vigor and repressing the omen of his ascension.

If he did not and allowed his pure vigor to explode, Jade Dragon would be reduced to rubble, while Hugh and the other people in the room would be vaporized.

As Frank stayed silent, Hugh nested me yes ad and it sp every fast shard for Mr. Lawrence here. Don't miss anything-those shards are worth five billion!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1258-"Oh, right…"

The stewardess appeared troubled, but since Frank said nothing, they had no choice but to pick up the shards around him, putting everything in a bag before giving it to him. "Thank you." Frank thanked them.

The stewardesses were flustered, since they presumed Frank would be angry, only for him to thank them instead.

"Alright, I'm sure Mr. Lawrence has his own considerations, and it won't matter even if it's just shards." Travis quickly tried to make an excuse for Frank, considering the awkwardness. The rock shattered in Frank's hands, after all-that was enough for him to defend himself if Frank pressed the issue.

Still, he had to be considerate for Frank, and he quickly presented the next item in his collection.

On the other hand, Frank was focused completely in his own body, completely uninterested in anything Travis had to show from that point on.

The skies were dark by the time Travis presented everything he had, with Hugh buying a vase of purest jade for 500 million dollars.

The other guests were impressed since that vase could be worth up to a billion, which was why Hugh was immensely pleased with himself.

In contrast, Frank did not make another bid after his five billion dollar rock shattered.

Still, he did point out signs of forgery in another two items, which Travis happily destroyed.

He had more than made up for his misfortunes with Frank's five billion anyway, covering both his losses today and his debt.

As such, he was plenty cheerful and hardly moping, even stopping Frank after the other guests left.

"I can't take blame for what happened, Mr. Lawrence, but I still feel guilty since you've come as a guest only to leave empty-handed."

Pulling him behind the folded screen, Travis passed Frank a palm-sized jade fox sculpture and said, "That's the relic I bought for three billion last week-I only saw the many flaws afterward, but I still think it's good value, worth around a couple hundred million. It's now my gift to you, to let things end on a cheerful note on our first meeting."

The man was certainly a shrewd businessman. He understood that Frank was given grief and offered a gift in return even if it was flawed.

It was no skin off Travis' back, while Frank would at least have something.

"Hmm…?"

Still, Frank paused after glancing at the jade fox sculpture but quickly hid his reaction.

Accepting the gift right then, he thanked Frank and left.

"Well, what a shame…"

Travis sighed hesitantly as he watched Frank leave-he was certainly eager to befriend Frank but was uncertain after what happened with the red coral crystal.

Did the man really have talent, or did he really just make it up?

Nonetheless, soon after Frank left Jade Dragon, thunder and long-awaited rain arrived.

The red clouds of dusk were also mehow refracting a rainbow , while the thunder a net d for less than ten minutes.

Travis was certainly left perplexed by the odd weather.

Meanwhile, in distant Southdam, an elderly man in a milita uniform"

paupedals if sensing something.

Then, he laughed heartily and gleefully as his elderly valetlooked op.

"Brat… You really didn't disappoint! Ahahaha…"

His valet was smiling too, clearly delighted.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1259-Frank was idling over the following week, guiding Terry Cotton from his Lanecorp office to assimilate what remained of the Blood Wolves.

At the same time, he was training diligently, acclimating to his changing physique.

He was now an equal of the martial elites across Draconia. While the Lionhearts' retainers and stewards were a threat to Frank before, they were now simply insignificant.

Now, only the Transcendent ranks who stood at the pinnacle of the countrySimon Lionheart, the head of the Lionheart household, and Frank's own father, the Lord of the Southern Woods-would stand a chance against Frank

And as his strength improved, the air around him changed too.

While he was vaguely mesmerizing before, he also carried the presence of a maestro, as if he had transcended beyond worldly matters.

It was certainly unprecedented for anyone this young to carry such a powerful presence.

It also took a while for Frank to realize that his almost frightening ascension was because he absorbed his mentor's essence from the red coral crystal.

The unique essence resonated with Frank's Five-Peat Archaeus, making it easy for the fusion.

Anyone else in his place would implode instead.

Feeling the lightness of his body, Frank wondered if he should take things to the next level and levitate by manipulating his pure vigor.

It was a technique of the immortals, and one above transcendence.

Frank certainly felt anticipation at that thought-who in Draconia could stop him if he reached the mythical realm of immortality?

Who could stop him from avenging his mother and rebuilding Mystic Sky Sect?

Nonetheless, he got a call from Vicky one morning, while he was et busy training and dutifully serving as the head of Lanecorp's health and security department.

"Frank, Gene Pearce is hosting his charity auction today. Please don't tell me you forgot."

Vicky's reminder left Frank taken aback-he actually forgot!

The only thing on his mind since he left Blooming Junction was his ascension, and he had been busy training since!

"I told you to prepare, didn't I?"

Vicky growled through her teeth over the phone and sounded ready to storm Zamri just then. "Busy hooking up with Helen, were you?" "No, of course not."

Frank quickly shook his head.

Ever since Zomber Group merged with Lanecorp, Helen had been busy as a bee-forget hooking up, as Frank had not even seen her days.

"You'd better not." Vicky snorted.

"Well, I knew this was going to happen, so I prepared an iteno m beforehand it will be delivered to Lanecorp about now…"

Just as Vicky finished, someone knocked on Frank's door.

"Mr. Lawrence? Someone sent this for you."

A security guard came in and put a beautifully wrapped giftbox @n m Frank's deck-it was a painting, from the looks of it.

"Okay. You can go."

Frank waved off the security guard, just as Vicky threatened him gyer the phone, " can't meet Mi. Pearce right now, but don't forget to send him my regards, or I'm murdering you!"

"Okay, got it." Frank smiled in wry amusement and asked seriously, "So, have you fully recovered?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1260-Okay, got it." Frank smiled in wry amusement and asked seriously, "So? Have you fully recovered?"

"Yeah, but there are traces." Vicky snorted. "I refuse to let Helen see it. So if you miss me, you'd just have to wait another few days." "Okay," Frank said and hung up in thought.

He would go with Helen but decided not to impose since she was so busy.

He then called Trevor Zurich. "Get me a car."

Trevor appeared at a loss for once. "I don't have a branch in Zamri, Mr.

Lawrence. I don't think I have anything that suits you-"

"It's just so that I don't have to walk. Just get me one soon."

"Alright…" Trevor replied, and soon, an Audi arrived downstairs.

Frank did not mind the modest vehicle.

After bringing along the present Vicky sent, he thought about it and brought the jade fox he received from Travis too.

It was a flawed sculpture, but after detailed observation, Frank discovered its true worth-a thumb-sized jade marrow inside the sculpture.

The jade marrow was a unique natural wonder that developed over a thousand years. It could be used to refine pills which promoted longevity, and even wearing it as a cosmetic eased the spirit and dispelled bad fortune.

It was worth almost three billion in the black market—a treasure beyond monetary value.

However, it was always well-concealed, and it was not surprising that Travis did not notice it.

Acquiring it was more than a bargain for Frank. If Travis were to find out that the counterfeit item he bought for billions was a treasure and that he had given it away to Frank for free, the man would probably be choking.

Frank was going to refine pills with the jade marrow and split it with Helen and everyone else, but he decided that it was not that big of a deal.

Moreover, he still had half a vial of Kat Yego's blood, so he could have as many higher quality jade marrows as he wanted.

After much thought, he decided to give off the jade marrow for charity instead.

He got it for free anyway, and it did not hurt to get nothing in turn for it.

With that in mind, he took the jade fox and the painting Vicky delivered to Grand Coast Hotel.

Grand Coast Hotel was Zamri's best five-star hotel. Everything from its restaurants and banquet halls to its conference rooms were top-of-the line.

Aside from those, they also had helipads, beauty parlors, boutiques, and bars catering to every need of their guests. Naturally, everything there cost an astronomical number, but Gene had booked it for half a year.

It was extravagant beyond compare, but one expected nothing. lesSof the richest han of the east coast.

By the time Frank hurried there, various prestigious cars and exotic sports cars were parked outside.

Frank's Audi was therefore a duck standing among swans, and everyone was shooting it looks of disdain.

That was when Frank realized what Trevor was hesitant about.

Still, it was of no concern to him as he parked his car and entered the hotel lobby with his present.