“Click-”
A faint sound echoed.
The faces of the people changed slightly as they heard the sound clearly.
Gently pushing.
The door, opened.
At this moment, the entire room fell into a dreadful silence. All the noise and commotion from earlier instantly turned into silence, and the words that were being spoken were swallowed back into their throats!
What’s going on!?
The door… actually opened?
Is this key real?
Georgia stood in place, holding the key but not pulling it out, her eyes wide with disbelief!
Russell’s face stiffened.
Emery and Emma were dumbfounded.
Frank looked like crap, unable to accept what was happening before his eyes.
Even Charlotte, who had been prepared to be mocked, wore an expression of disbelief!
The atmosphere remained silent for several seconds…
“Impossible!”
Georgia was the first to scream, “This, this… how could this key be real?”
“Oh my god! So Quentin’s key is real…”
“This is a mansion worth several times more than Mr. Duncan’s!”
“How could Mr. Rogers’s mansion’s key end up in his hands?”
Everyone was in disarray.
Not a single person could accept this fact!
Even Charlotte’s mind went blank… Quentin wasn’t lying to her, he wasn’t boasting; she had never believed in him!
And now, everything she had done to him would only hurt him even more!
The most surprised was Emma, who, seeing the door actually open, showed a glint of joy.
“It really opened, the door really opened!” Emma suddenly felt triumphant, “I said, how could Quentin, that kid, possibly lie to us?”
“You guys just can’t stand to see others doing well, and now you’re going to be disappointed!”
Seeing those people’s faces as if they had eaten shit, Emma felt a sense of satisfaction!
Now they’ve made a fool of themselves?
How ridiculous!
The slap on the face resounded loudly.
A smile also appeared on Emery’s face as he looked at Maverick and patted his shoulder, “Big brother, the door really opened. Should we go in and have a look now?”
Maverick showed a more embarrassing smile than crying, his cheeks burning hot.
“I don’t believe it!” Frank said sternly, “This mansion belongs to Mr. Rogers, how could the key be in his hands? Quentin must have stolen it!”
A single word jolted everyone awake.
Everyone suddenly understood that this mansion was worth billions!
The Holland family is bankrupt now, Quentin could never afford it!
Even if he could, would Mr. Rogers sell it? It’s simply impossible!
Then, how did this key come about?
Frank marched into the center of the crowd, and said slowly, “It’s also possible that this guy went to work as a guard for Mr. Rogers, and Mr. Rogers gave him the key.”
“And now he’s showing off.”
At his words, everyone laughed again. This possibility was the most likely.
In any case, this mansion is absolutely not Quentin’s!
Absolutely impossible!
Charlotte didn’t say a word, she rushed forward, pushed Georgia aside, directly pulled out the key, and ran off, disappearing from everyone’s view…
She needed to find out what was going on!
How did this key come about!
Everyone watched her leave like that, dumbfounded.
Russell looked embarrassed, cleared his throat and said, “Let’s go back and continue eating, drinking, and enjoying ourselves. Just a small farce, don’t let it bother you.”
The crowd returned to Frank’s mansion, suddenly less interested.
At that moment, a member of the Pittman family walked in from outside and said to Russell, “Mr. Pittman, Master Merrill is here.”
Master Merrill?
Everyone’s eyes lit up at the sound of this.
Master Merrill is a well-known antique appraiser in Stresall. Ordinary people can’t afford to invite him. Today, Russell actually managed to get him here?
As the words fell, they saw an energetic old man in a traditional suit, carrying a brocade box, striding in through the door.
“Mr. Pittman, it’s really great to see you again. This is a calligraphy and painting piece I personally created, a little gift for you, I hope you won’t dislike it.”
Master Merrill said with a hearty laugh.
Russell immediately got up to greet him, with an extremely courteous attitude, “Master Merrill, how can you say that? It’s an absolute honor for an old guy like me to have you grace my humble abode.”
“Please, please sit down-” he quickly pulled Master Merrill to sit next to him.
Master Merrill also didn’t stand on ceremony, and sat down beside him, casting a few glances at the broken pieces of jade Buddha on the ground, and suddenly showed a look of astonishment.
“This is…”
His gaze suddenly focused on the pieces of jade Buddha on the ground.