Chapter 815 Wynter Impresses
“Nonsense!‘ Haddon, who was seated in the VIP section, couldn’t hold back any longer and sprang to his
feet.
“This is absurd!” he exclaimed. “Where did you find this so–called artifact restorer? Did you say she’s a rising star? Who taught her to identify artifacts by guessing the era based on appearances?”
The audience was unaware of the scene, but the cameras captured it all.
The director quickly tried to calm Haddon down. “Mr. Martinez, please, calm down. There are experts present. Kina’s team will explain everything clearly.”
It took several people to restrain Haddon from storming the stage. He clenched his fists. He felt that the young ones needed to be taught a lesson about humility.
On stage, Lindsay turned off the microphone and addressed Bill. “Mr. Loft, do you share this opinion?”
Bill replied confidently, “I’m supportive of Naomi’s opinion.”
“Very well. That’s your reason for not bidding.” Lindsay said with a smile. “Let’s hear the reason for bidding.
Bill scoffed, “What could she possibly say? It’s just a waste of time.”
The audience seemed to agree. They covered their mouths to stifle their laughter. They assumed Wynter wouldn’t respond. To their surprise, she smiled slightly and spoke calmly, “Mr. Loft, you seem a bit overconfident.”
Bill’s disdain for Wynter was evident as he didn’t even glance at her.
“Seems like not every ‘teacher‘ has the right qualifications,” Wynter remarked casually while idly playing with the lucky token in her hand.
“What did you just say?” Bill demanded.
Wynter remained composed and replied, “My reason for bidding on item number 2 is simple. It’s an
authentic treasure. After so many years in academia, can’t you see that, Mr. Loft? It’s quite amusing to
assess artifacts based on people.”
Bill’s face darkened at her words. “You insolent brat! Do you have no respect for academia and your
elders? Is this how your family raised you? How dare you talk nonsense when you don’t know anything?”
Wynter looked up and said, “My family members are probably watching the television now.”
Indeed, everyone was tuning in, especially the devoted employees who were staunch fans of Wynter.
Outsiders might not understand her abilities, but as staff, they had witnessed her capabilities firsthand
“I bet a hundred bucks that Mr. Loft is in trouble.”
“Me too. I saw Mr. Albert’s expression turn cold while watching TV. He’s been back from abroad for days,
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and I never thought he’d show any emotions. If it weren’t for Mr. Quinnell Senlor’s order, I bet Mr. Albert. would’ve drafted a press release and made Bill Loft regret his actions.”
“Mr. Sebastian is already preparing a legal letter. It’s frightening.”
“Bill Loft went too far with his curt remarks. He’s clearly targeting Ms. Quinnell.”
Lindsay could see through the situation easily. She didn’t want to witness Wynter being bullied. With a subtle smile, she intervened, “Mr. Loft, please calm down. Let our guests speak first. After all, we’re here to exchange ideas, and you did mention that we should give young people a chance.”
Bill snorted in response. “I’m curious to hear what she has to say!”
Wynter remained composed as she elaborated, “When authenticating artifacts, you should examine the patterns, colors, and texture. The vibrant hues of this piece suggest it dates back to the Lumier era.
“Historical records in the national museum discussed the color palettes and aesthetics of that time. In addition, it’s well–known that during the Darythian era, our country had interactions with foreigners, let alone during the Lumier era.”
The camera then shifted to Naomi, whose expression froze. She couldn’t retort because it was indeed typical for items from the Lumier era to feature such color schemes.