Chapter 452
Skylar said, “Mr. Gardner Senior, this bronze artifact appears to be genuine, but…”
Alexander’s tone grew serious as well. “But what?”
“But it’s a funerary object, and not just any kind. Please stay away from it and don’t touch it anymore!”
Skylar’s urgency was evident. Sensing something unusual, she needed to see the artifact in person to identify its nature.
Alexander readily agreed. Skylar tossed her phone aside and began searching for clothes with a sense of urgency.
Joe, who had been nearby after showering, observed Skylar completely ignore him. Despite his imposing stature, she seemed oblivious to his presence.
Having overheard the conversation, Joe grabbed his clothes and prepared to join her.
Only then did Skylar register his presence. “I’m heading to Gardner Manor. It’s late, so you should rest. I might be back very late.”
“I’m coming with you,” Joe declared firmly.
Skylar nodded in agreement. They quickly changed, and Joe took the wheel of his limited- edition sports car.
The late hour meant sparse traffic, allowing them to reach Gardner Manor in just 20
minutes.
Alexander, his face etched with growing concern, intently studied the bronze artifact. The longer he looked, the more unsettling it appeared. Skylar’s warning had instilled a sense of caution, and he hadn’t touched it since.
Despite witnessing countless objects throughout their lives, John and Caleb, accustomed to discerning authenticity, had never seen Alexander so troubled.
Returning from outside, John noticed his father’s focused gaze and inquired curiously, ” Dad, is something wrong? Let me take a look.”
He approached for a closer examination, but Alexander’s abrupt command, “Don’t touch it! “stopped him in his tracks.
Unable to resist i die, taleh femmiked dryly, “Uncle John, even in sifting tiene quiser 20 despite my curiosity.
Startled by the outburst, John shot a cold glance at Calet
“We’ll wait for Skylar to arrive and have her examine it,” Alexander instructed.
The recent influx of unusual items on the market, reminiscent of the porcelain Annabelle brought in for restoration, made Alexander wonder about their source.
Squinting from a distance, John offered the obvious, “It’s definitely a bronze artifact.
Though lacking natural talent, John’s upbringing had equipped him with basic knowledge, allowing him to occasionally impress his antique–collecting friends.
“Do you need to point out the obvious?” Alexander retorted with a speechless look.
John, wary of provoking Alexander’s fiery temper, refrained from arguing. He rubbed his nose, catching Caleb’s smirk.
John countered defensively, “What are you laughing at? You spend all day with Skylar and haven’t learned a thing?”
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