The Legendary Man novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 A Counterfeit

Hugo was sitting at the head of the table in traditional attire, a trace of imperiousness on his face.

Even when he saw Connor and the others approaching, his expression remained forbidding.

“Dad, I know you like paintings, so I expressly prepared a painting by Eugene Delacroix for you!” As the eldest son, Miguel was naturally the first person to step forward.

He opened a black rectangular box, revealing a painting by Eugene Delacroix inside.

“Thank you, Miguel.” Hugo nodded impassionately after seeing the gift Miguel prepared.

That painting by Eugene Delacroix could sell for at least a couple hundred thousand on the market. Something more expensive could even reach a million.

After Miguel had stepped back, Ezra stepped forward with a box in his hands.

“Dad, I prepared a painting for you as well!”

When the box was opened, a painting by Artemisia Gentileschi lay within. Just the name, Artemisia Gentileschi, meant that it was likewise worth a couple hundred thousand at the very least.

“Not bad.”

Once again, Hugo nodded approvingly.

At his nod, a flash of triumph unwittingly flickered in Ezra’s eyes. Subsequently, he turned his gaze to Connor and urged, “Why are you still standing there blankly? It’s your turn now!”

“Oh, okay.”

Upon hearing his name, Connor hastily moved forward. Hugo merely glanced at him before a trace of impatience reflexively showed on his face.

It was clear as day that he looked down upon that son of his.

“Dad, the gift I prepared for you is—” Connor had just started speaking when Hugo interrupted him, “Okay, you don’t need to introduce your gift. Just go back to your seat.”

Hah! I’m not interested in hearing whatever gift he prepared! He’s always giving me some worthless trash every single year, so what use is it to introduce it other than to be scorned by others?

“Dad, I…” At having been rudely cut off, indignance abruptly surged within Connor.

“Dad, just let him say it.” Glimpsing his affronted expression, Ezra couldn’t help smirking as he added, “If you don’t allow him to do so, he might not be able to sleep tonight!”

“Exactly, Dad! We, too, want to see what gift he prepared for you!” Lula echoed beside him.

“Fine, fine. Go ahead and say it!” Hugo waved a hand with a grim expression, seemingly writing things off.

“The gift I prepared for you is a lavender jade figurine carved by Roscoe Channer himself,” Connor introduced at long last. But the second he did so, the entire room instantly plunged into silence.

At that moment, everyone’s gazes were fixated on him.

A glimmer of total incredulity shone in their eyes.

A lavender jade figurine carved by Roscoe Channer himself? How is that possible? Didn’t he retire ten years ago and vow to never carve any jade figurines again?

“What did you just say, Connor?” Hugo’s expression promptly changed when he heard the name “Roscoe Channer.” He stared at the man and questioned, “I didn’t mishear you, did I? You said your gift is a lavender jade figurine carved by Roscoe Channer himself?”

“Yeah!”

Bemusement was written all over Connor’s face.

Who is Roscoe Channer? Why did Dad have such a huge reaction?

“Q-Quick, open it!” Hugo was seized by the urge to grab the sandalwood box in his hands.