My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 541

"If I'm not mistaken, that one would be from the collection of the House of Savoy royal family in Italy, I had one in my collection before." the old man added.

"The Italian House of Savoy royal family?" The stall owner was shocked, "You mean that House of Savoy?"

"Yes."

"God. Then how much is this estimated to be worth?" The stall owner's eyes were filled with shock.

"If it really is the collection of the Italian House of Savoy royal family, it's at least 10 million."

"What? This thing is actually worth 10 million? And I sold it for fifty thousand and here I am laughing at her?! Am I stupid?"

The stall owner was scratching his heart and stamping his feet in place.

"Well, yes." When the old man finished, he turned around and walked away.

Leaving the stall owner alone in the wind, "Shit! I'm so stupid!"

The few young men and women, moreover, were completely stunned, and after a few looks at each other, they simultaneously drew in a cold breath.

"That ring is actually worth ten million."

"So it's not that beautiful person who's stupid, it's us."

"That's awesome, how come that woman is so good?"

It was then that a few of them realised that they were wrong.

The stall owner smiled and had an even harder time.

He's even more stupid, okay?! He regrets it now!

Seeing that Jocelyn hadn't gone far, he looked at her back and chased after her.

On the other hand, Jocelyn was holding the object she had just bought in one hand, cheerfully holding Allie's hand, her eyes always glancing at the ring from time to time.

"Jocelyn, this seems to be a real antique, I just don't know whose work it is."

"We'll find out whose it is when we remove this outer layer of attachment." Jocelyn smiled.

She couldn't say too much either, lest she make Allie suspicious.

Although she knew that Allie would not harm her, this kind of matter was so important that if one less person knew about it, there would be one less risk.

"Well, it's definitely more than 50,000 anyway." smiled Allie brightly and eye-catchingly.

"Wait a minute, Miss."

It was at this time that the voice of the stall owner ringing

Jocelyn paused and looked behind.

The same was true of Allie.

Soon, she saw the stall owner pluck away the bodyguards behind them and run to them in a great sweat.

The stall owner looked at Jocelyn with his hands propped up on his knees panting, wiping his sweat while pointing at the ring on her hand, "Give it back to me, I'm not selling it."

Looking at that ring, his heart was dripping blood!

"Isn't that what you just said about the rule that I can't return a purchase?" Jocelyn laughed.

The stall owner was left speechless.

Jocelyn then took Allie's hand and turned to walk away without looking back.

The stall owner stomped his foot in chagrin once again.

Allie looked back at him.

So she couldn't help but smile, "I guess it was that master said something to him."

"You know that master?" Jocelyn asked.

"It seems to be Sean Mitchell, the president of the Flento City Antique Association, a very reputable figure in the collecting world." Allie said.