Davis expressed his gratitude profusely, "Miss Victoria, you've done our auction house a tremendous favor. We are profoundly thankful!"
Victoria smiled modestly, not boasting, "It was nothing, just a small effort."
Davis admired her humble attitude.
Initially, his respect for Victoria was influenced by Jack, but now, he genuinely held her in high regard.
The leading art appraiser among the group stepped forward, asking, "Miss Victoria, may we inquire how you identified 'Ink-Stained Frost Elegance' as a forgery?"
The counterfeit painting was brought over for examination, and the chief appraiser unfurled the scroll, seeking guidance from Victoria.
Victoria first glanced at Jack. Subconsciously, she looked to him since they were most familiar here.
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone lazy, "Speak if you wish."
Beside him, Jamal remarked, "..."
How should he put it? He had never seen Mr. Moore indulging anyone like this before.
Victoria didn't hold back. She stood up and walked to the painting, pointing to the discontinuity in the mountain lines in the upper right corner, "Here, the lines are interrupted, and the stroke pattern differs slightly from Mr. Florian Wright's usual style."
The appraisers followed her indication, studying it carefully for quite some time before comprehending.
"I see it! The stroke pattern here is flawed!"
"Goodness, this detail was hidden so cleverly."
"I have to say, the forger is skilled; he mimicked Mr. Florian Wright's technique almost perfectly. It's not easy for an average person to notice."
"Indeed, just now, I examined this painting multiple times and didn't notice it."
"Miss Victoria, you are truly amazing, far superior to us old folks, haha!"
Victoria politely smiled and then pointed to the bottom right corner where the seal was, "The color of the seal ink is incorrect compared to the one frequently used by Mr. Florian Wright; it appears overly reddish."
The appraisers followed Victoria's gesture and nodded repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly! Among the eight of us, only Mr. Charles and Mr. Rufus noticed the incorrect ink color. By deducing from the color, we identified that this painting is a forgery."
"Miss Victoria, may I ask, do you regularly appraise Chinese paintings?"
"Miss Victoria, I have a grandson around your age who is interested in studying traditional Chinese art. Can I give you his number? Perhaps you could spare some time to guide him?"
After hearing Victoria's explanation, the appraisers surrounded her, eager to ask her numerous questions.
Seeing Victoria being surrounded, especially when the phrase "around your age" was mentioned, Jack's expression turned colder.
Jamal was utterly speechless.
What was going on?
Giving out a phone number?
Was this turning into a matchmaking session?
Miss Victoria was already Mr. Moore's secret wife! Why were they acting like this?
Seeing Jack's increasingly frosty expression, Jamal quickly intervened, "Alright, alright, everyone. Now that we know the painting is a forgery, let's not trouble Miss Victoria anymore!"
The appraisers were halted, very disappointed that they couldn't ask more. Victoria finally had a chance to catch her breath and returned to her seat.
Davis was a shrewd businessman; his eyes flickered as he warmly looked at Jack and Victoria, "Mr. Moore, would you consider hiring Miss Victoria as an honorary consultant for our auction house?"
Jack looked at Victoria, respecting her decision, "Would you like that?"
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