Mr. Lucas returned to the auction hall, and Lily had finished her phone call and was back in her seat.
"How did it go? Is that pastel thin vase real or fake?"
She had just come back when she heard the Old Hag seated next to Aidan Lucas talking about what had happened.
At this moment, Lily was simply concerned about the operation of the auction.
Mr. Lucas's gaze paused slightly, reassuringly patting Lily's cheek, "Don't worry, it's all real."
"How can they all be real? These kinds of pastel thin vases are rare to begin with, and even if they exist, it's impossible for them to be exactly the same."
The Old Hag sitting nearby had been paying attention to the conversation between Lily and Aidan Lucas.
Hearing Mr. Lucas's words, he couldn't help but interject.
"It's like this, after our initial comparison, the pastel thin vase in that lady's hands and the one we auctioned off at the auction house are actually a pair from a set."
