All Chapters of The Hidden Heir: From Rags To Riches : Chapter 51
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a nobody
"Sophia said she doesn't want to accept the gifts. Do you want to force her?" Ethan said calmly, looking at Margaret without expression.If Sophia was willing to accept the gifts, he would not stop her.However, he would not allow anyone to force Sophia's will."You still dare to contradict me!" Margaret was furious as she stared at Ethan. "You say Sophia doesn't want the gifts and so she doesn't? It's you, a useless man, who is causing trouble. You can't stand to see others being kind to her. You are truly sinister!""That's right. Do you really think you are Sophia's husband? Even Sophia's Second Aunt hasn't said anything. Is it your turn to speak up here?" Felix said, glaring at Ethan."This kind of person is really disgusting. It's obvious he's jealous of Nathan. If you have the ability, buy something better for your partner yourself. Don't block others from giving gifts!" Chloe mocked."Are these gifts really that valuable?" Ethan asked calmly."Haha! That's so funny! He really i
a fake antique
"This..." Sophia's expression became very uncomfortable."Besides, I will speak to your parents about what happened today. I feel that something is not right with your thinking at the moment. I will tell your parents clearly and suggest that they remove Ethan from the house immediately."Nathan's eyes lit up. Sophia's parents were the key.Sophia's family did not hold a strong position within the Harrison Family. They had always lived modestly. He had heard that they were pushed aside and suppressed for years by James and Charles, who controlled the Harrison Family.With a family background like that, if he — the young master of the Wallace Family — wanted to pursue their daughter, they would probably be overjoyed. They would likely be eager to welcome him.Thinking of this, Nathan felt very pleased. With his status and wealth, there were countless ways to win over Sophia's family."Sophia, I apologize for being too forward today," Nathan looked at Sophia with a smooth smile and said.
collection pieces examination
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked over curiously. Sophia, sitting to the side, felt a little embarrassed on Ethan's behalf.Ethan's expression remained as usual, completely unruffled. He held his fragrant tea in his right hand and took a calm sip."Is he serious? Him?" A wealthy young man looked at Ethan with suspicion. "He's wearing nothing but street clothes. I doubt he could even afford a cheap antique. He's an expert collector?""Young Master Nathan, isn't this man Ethan, the live-in partner of the Harrison Family? The famous nobody?""Yes, the name sounds very familiar. I have a good relationship with Derek from the Harrison Family. I used to hear him talk about Ethan all the time. Apparently this man relies entirely on the Harrison Family to survive. His wife looks down on him. Every day he fetches water for his in-laws and does household chores. He's an absolute embarrassment.""Young Master Nathan, someone like that actually dared to make claims about his knowledge of antiques in
Painting
"The items that Master Harold auctions at Treasure House are always remarkable treasures that leave us speechless. I wonder what he has brought this time?" an old expert said with praise, his eyes full of anticipation.At this moment, two young men spread out a scroll of calligraphy on the table alongside a pair of milky white porcelain bottles."We are all old acquaintances here. You all know my rules," Harold said slowly."Of course. We all know Master Harold's rules," an old expert said with a smile."How could we not? Master Harold's rules are famous throughout Clearwater City," a wealthy young man said slowly. "As long as Master Harold wishes to auction something, we bid if we like it. But if someone is confident enough, they may also offer a condition in exchange — help Master Harold with something and take his treasure without paying a cent.""Absolutely. Last time, the third son of the Sterling Family acquired a top-grade imperial green jade medicinal pine sculpture worth over
a counterfeit
"Young Master Nathan is so discerning? You don't even want the Storm Banana painting? A conservative estimate puts it at seven to eight million!" an old expert exclaimed."As expected of the Wallace Family's young master. His foresight is on a different level entirely. I've been collecting for so long and I still don't have pieces of that caliber. To own such a fine collection would make a lifetime worthwhile," a middle-aged man said."Truly remarkable. Today has been a feast for the eyes. Young Master Nathan is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people."Nathan smiled. He was very satisfied with the reaction. A deep sense of superiority filled him."Sophia, you have now seen Nathan's excellence for yourself. He is knowledgeable, composed, and exceptionally accomplished. Where else would you find such an outstanding young man?" Margaret beamed with joy, heaping praise on her nephew.After finishing, she looked coldly at Ethan and said, "Did you broaden your horizons today, you
thirty million dollars paid for humiliation
"What did you say? The porcelain bottles I bought are counterfeits?" Nathan was stunned for a moment before suddenly laughing as though he had heard a tremendous joke."Master Ethan, I purchased this pair of porcelain bottles. Not a single person here found anything wrong with them. I would very much like to hear where exactly you detected a fake," Nathan said coldly. "Let me be clear. If you cannot provide a reason today, you will apologize to me and every guest here on the spot. Admit that you are a nobody who only knows how to brag.""Otherwise, no one will let you leave Treasure House today!" Nathan threatened."That's right. We have so many experts and collectors here and none of them noticed anything wrong. How dare you call it a fake? If you can't back it up, you'll be crawling out of Treasure House today!" Sebastian said arrogantly.Ethan's expression didn't change. He took a calm sip of tea and asked, "Are you certain you want me to prove this is a worthless counterfeit?""Ab
trouble brewing
"Yes, we must make him pay! This nobody actually dared to hit Sebastian and me with those moves of his. He has no idea what he's gotten himself into," Felix said indignantly.Sebastian's face was also full of resentment. He said with burning shame, "That useless live-in partner of the Harrison Family dares to push us around. He's gone too far. He's asking for it!""Nathan, we lost so much face today. We have to get it back. Otherwise, we won't be able to hold our heads up in these circles again," Chloe was also flustered and furious. "This man who lives off a woman thinks that knowing a little about antiques gives him the right to show off in front of us. It's infuriating!"What had happened at Treasure House today had been a complete disaster for them. They had been humiliated in front of everyone by a man everyone considered worthless.If they didn't recover their dignity, they would have no place in these circles going forward."Sebastian, go arrange for someone to teach him a less
a beast
*Bang, bang, bang, bang!*The sound of punches and kicks landing on flesh echoed through the alley. Then came a series of cries and screams.*Crack, crack, crack!*Ethan casually snapped a solid steel rod and drove it hard into the ribs of one of the suited men. With a thud, the man flew more than ten meters and crashed heavily to the ground.In less than three minutes, all six suited men had collapsed. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths as they stared at Ethan in disbelief.They had not landed a single blow on him before being beaten to the ground, vomiting blood."How can you fight like that?" the leader of the suited men asked, clutching his broken ribs in pain.He was a special forces veteran who had personally participated in counter-terrorism operations. His combat skills were formidable — proficient in all forms of close-quarters fighting and firearms techniques. He had never expected to be unable to defeat Ethan, a man rumored to be completely useless.The bodygua
one million dollars
"It seems you have heard my name before, Mr. Ford," Victoria smiled and said. Her eyes held a natural charm. "I thought you were only knowledgeable about antiques, but I didn't expect your fighting ability to be equally impressive.""Why are you looking for me?" Ethan said calmly. He genuinely couldn't understand why this woman had sought him out.Victoria said, "Mr. Ford, you ruined my plans today. What do you think I want to discuss with you?"Ethan thought for a moment and smiled. He asked, "Harold is your man?""Smart," Victoria said with a proud expression, looking at him with a trace of admiration."This was originally a trap I arranged for my foolish cousin to walk into," Victoria said with a theatrical sigh. "I originally intended to wait until the old master's birthday. When Nathan presented the porcelain bottles, I would expose them as fakes on the spot. Unfortunately, you got in the way and all that effort came to nothing."Ethan said, "A clever plan."He understood perfect
do you think you're qualified to be my friend?
Ethan took a sip of tea and shook his head."What? Do you think a million a year is too low?" Victoria frowned slightly and then said lightly, "As long as you have the ability, money is not an issue. I am not short of funds and I never mistreat the people who work with me."As she spoke, her expression was proud. She gestured toward Harold and said, "A few years ago, Harold was running a small shop in the collector's market and struggling to get by. I gave him a hand. Now, he is a respected name in Clearwater City.""I will never forget Miss Wang's kindness," Harold said seriously.Ethan glanced at Harold. Harold had become well known in the antique world five or six years ago.Which meant that Victoria already possessed this level of strategic thinking and influence when she was barely sixteen or seventeen — while most of her peers were still in school."Ethan, since you have cultivated such a refined skill in treasure appraisal, you are clearly an ambitious person," Victoria said sl