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Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Chapter 1098
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Meanwhile, Xyla Quest, the other bodyguards, Mr. Warren, and the couple with their hair in buns stood around Clarence Steele and quietly waited. After taking a closer look at the bronze mirror, Clarence soon discovered the traces of black tape inside one of the gaps.

When Clarence saw this, a satisfied smile instantly appeared on his round face. "Indeed, these two layers of bronze mirrors were glued together..." With that, he excitedly picked up the dissolving agent near his hand and started carefully using a cotton bud to smear the liquid around the edges of the mirror.

After a while, Clarence picked up a toothpick and carefully placed it in the gap where he had originally discovered the traces of black tape. After that, he pushed the sharp end into the gap.

Indeed, once the toothpick was pushed slightly inside, an even larger gap appeared in the edges of the bronze mirror.

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Clarence smiled in relief. After that, he picked up a small pair of scissors next to him and carefully inserted the tip of the scissors into the bronze mirror. He then applied the principle of mechanical advantage to pry the bronze mirror open...

In the next second, a folded piece of yellowing paper in the center of the bronze mirror cto sight...

Right then, Mr. Warren, the bodyguards, the couple with their hair in buns were all shocked.

Xyla was the only one who remained calm the whole time. Her expression was a clear contrast to the rest of the crowd.

Seeing how these people had originally treated her like a fool and how they were all shocked now, Xyla truly felt a little pleased.

"This... This thing actually contains something inside!" Mr. Warren pointed at the yellowing paper excitedly. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

After that, he subconsciously reached out to grab the paper. He wanted to see what it was.

His instincts told him that this was a valuable treasure.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be hidden so securely inside.

Just as his hand was about to touch the paper, Clarence directly reached out to block his hand. "Since this no longer belongs to you, you don't have the right to touch it..." Mr. Warren's facial expression instantly froze. Suddenly, he was speechless.

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"Ms. Quest, why don't you personally unfold it..." Clarence looked at Xyla respectfully.

Xyla immediately stepped forward and calmly unfolded the paper...

A lifelike drawing of a deity cinto full view.

When everyone saw the signature on the painting that read 'made by Pablo Picasso', they all stopped breathing! Even Clarence felt breathless at this moment! Could this actually be the work of Pablo Picasso?

"Pablo... Pablo Picasso... Pablo Picasso... The painting saint from the 18th century? The he painting saintm whose drawing can sell up to billions of dollars?" Mr. Warren was thoroughly shocked. He pointed at the painting and started asking questions...

"Pablo Picasso... How could this be? How could an unremarkably forged 7th-century bronze mirror contain a treasure like this? This time, the woman really made a fortune!" The eyes of the male boss with his hair in a bun widened. His eyes were filled with a desire for that painting.

"This... This... How could this be? I always thought that this bronze mirror was the most ordinary junk. I didn't think it would contain om something of great value like this. could this be fake? Only a few of Pablo Picasso's works in circulation are authentic. They're all stored in museums around the world... The rest are all fake," Mr. Warren said. S'a'h th (ind) "vel.n't website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. He really hoped this was fake. If that were the case, he wouldn't feel such a great sense of loss.

Clarence laughed. He then picked up a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the painting in Xyla's hands. "I'm sorry, but this really is a genuine work of Pablo Picasso..." Mr. Warren was thoroughly dumbfounded. Subconsciously, he took a step back. How could this be real? How could it be real? X