My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 82

"What did you say?"

The woman with tight jeans frowned when she heard the receptionist's words, and she was furious!

"What the hell is this thing? Does it cost seven million dollars?"

Manny Lowe was shocked. She stared at the scattered pieces on the ground, and she realized that they seemed to be authentic blue and white porcelain… this was priceless!

"It was produced in the Ming Dynasty. This is an antique blue-and-white porcelain from that specific era in China." The receptionist said calmly.

"What nonsense? What blue-and-white porcelain nonsense? Do you think we don't understand such antiques? Do you want to extort money from us?" The woman with hot pants immediately screamed in anger.

She felt insulted. This was such a shabby place, it was like a cheap motel charging 100 dollars per night. And they call this a hotel? It was not even as spacious and picturesque as a farmhouse. How could there be such a valuable thing on display? “Why didn't she say that it was worth seventy million dollars instead?” She thought sarcastically.

"Madam, please don't make a scene. The ruckus will disrupt our valued guests' stay." The receptionist frowned.

"Valued guests? How can you have VIPs in such a horrible place? You are so good at deceiving customers!" The woman with hot pants insulted the front desk lady.

"Madam, please be respectful. We treat all of our guests as distinguished customers, including the three of you."

The woman in hot pants sneered, "You think we're important? I've never met anybody more arrogant than you!"

The receptionist frowned and said, "The blue-and-white porcelain vase made during the Ming Dynasty, and our boss shipped it here three years ago. Three years ago, he bought it for seven million dollars."

"Who would believe that it's worth that much? Why don't you say that its value is a hundred million dollars? Do you want to bump us?" The woman with a pair of tight jeans also shouted.

"I'll give you a thousand. Charge it to my card. Hurry up!" The woman with the tight-fitting jeans once again forced the card into the front desk clerk's hand impatiently.

"Sorry, but the porcelain vase that you broke amounts to seven million dollars. If you don't believe me, you can ask an expert to have it examined," the receptionist said.

"Professionals? Have you bribed them? Perhaps you've both worked together to victimize others, haven't you? Unfortunately, I've seen too many this trick. You can't blackmail us with cash. If you continue to annoy me, I'll call the police. Once the authorities arrive, I'd like to see how you can still pretend. " The woman with the tight-fitting jeans added in exasperation.

"Yes! You may choose to call the police," challenged the receptionist.

"Oh, so you're asking for it, aren't you? Well, I'll call them over now and sue you for this wrongful and illegal trade! I'll make the police close your business!"

"Yes, let's summon the authorities! This damned place will receive a warning! Let's see who will break down!"

The woman with tight jeans took out her mobile phone, but Manny shook her head in a hurry. "No, don't call the police first."

"If we don't call the police, they would continue to coerce others." The woman with tight-fitting jeans frowned.

"No, it looks like actual blue and white porcelain!" Manny said in a hurry.

Her husband liked antiques and had a collection of decorative vases. She distinctly remembered her husband's blue and white porcelain bowl, commonly used for eating, costing over 800,000 dollars. And that blue pattern was not as intricate as the broken vase here.

"Manny, what did you say?" The woman with tight jeans frowned.

"Manny, perhaps you got it all mixed-up. In this kind of cheap hotel, even if there are such porcelain, it could easily be a knockoff. She could have quoted it as two or three thousand dollars, but she indicated seven million. This is a freaking trap!" The woman with hot pants shook her head in disbelief.

She still insisted that they were deceived. In this kind of mountain ditch, the whole house was built. She didn't know if it cost a million. How could it be possible that a decoration vase cost seven million dollars?

Did they take them as fools?

"No, my husband likes to collect antique Chinese ceramics. You should know that the blue patterns on his treasure are not as beautiful as this, and they look much worse. My husband bought it for 870,000 dollars five years ago..." Manny shook her head, and she was a little flustered.

This kind of vase was very valuable and would only be more and more expensive. Three years ago, he bought seven million dollars, and now it might be ten million dollars.

"It can't be, can it?"

The face of the woman with the tight jeans changed. She squatted down and looked at it. She picked up a piece and looked at it casually. It was very ordinary. It was just garbage. How could it be worth seven million dollars?

The woman with hot pants frowned. Manny was more knowledgeable than the two of them. She knew this. Was this thing really blue and white porcelain?

"It's impossible. This place is so cheap. How could it be so expensive?"

"Manny, call your husband," the woman with tight jeans said.