Chapter 376
Chapter 376:
Seeing her curiosity evidently sparked, Davis enthusiastically began his exposition. “This piece is known as The Dagger of Heaven. It’s a ceremonial weapon once wielded by the royal family a millennium ago during sacred rites to honor the heavens and their ancestors. It’s incredibly rare, with fewer than five in such impeccable condition worldwide, rendering its historical and monetary worth exceptionally high among the artifacts presented here.”
Davis then delved deeper into the lore surrounding the ceremonial dagger, displaying his deep erudition with an almost academic precision.
As he spoke, a group of antique connoisseurs started to congregate around what had been a tranquil display moments before. They nodded approvingly at Davis’ detailed analysis, openly admiring his expertise in valuation.
With the endorsement from numerous experts, Davis’ earlier tension visibly softened, and a subtle look of pride emerged on his face.
Meanwhile, Ashton listened closely to Davis’ discourse, unable to pinpoint any inaccuracies in his argument. It was evident the older man was profoundly knowledgeable.
Yet, Ashton couldn’t shake off a lingering doubt. He recalled seeing an identical dagger elsewhere.
The dagger had belonged to another notable family in Tacland, one almost as wealthy as the Baldwin family. They were unlikely to relinquish such a unique and invaluable relic, certainly not at an auction. Thus, the only logical conclusion was that this dagger was a counterfeit.
Ashton was convinced of its inauthenticity, though not everyone was as skeptical.
Abrial, swayed by Davis’ persuasive pitch, saw it differently.
The dagger’s lineage as a relic from a royal household endowed it with immense value. It also served a sacred purpose in various ceremonies and rituals.
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With her grandfather’s birthday approaching, Abrial envisioned this artifact as the ideal gift—a gesture he would surely cherish. Decided, she approached the dagger’s current keeper and inquired, “How much for this treasure?”
The owner’s hesitation was palpable. After a moment’s pause, he exhaled deeply and said, “I had intended to keep this merely as a showpiece, not for sale. However, if it truly captures your heart, it’s yours for 12 million.”
His tone carried a tinge of regret, as if parting with the dagger was a genuine sacrifice.
Abrial paused, her resolve wavering. Twelve million dollars was a staggering amount.
Yet, the thought of her grandfather strengthened her resolve.
She decided to purchase it.
Ashton, who had been quietly observing, frowned slightly.
Although Ashton felt little personal affection for Abrial, the longstanding alliance between the Carter and Baldwin families was not something he could ignore, especially since he needed their support currently. He couldn’t stand by and watch Abrial fall into a trap.
Stepping forward without a second thought, Ashton interrupted with calm authority, “Miss Carter, hold on. I believe this item might be a counterfeit. It really isn’t worth your money.”
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