Chapter 25

"Mr. Quinn, could you have made a mistake? The paper's color and age are correct," one of the onlookers added. "Have you been bribed or something? How could you say such a thing? Capital Auctions has never had fakes!" Kathrine's expression changed drastically as she shouted in outrage. Spencer said with regret, "The paper and the ink are genuine, but the painting is a fake. The forger's technique is so refined that even I was tricked. If you get close to the painting and take a good sniff, you'll notice a subtle hint of ink aroma." An ancient painting that had been stored for a long time would've lost its ink aroma. "He's right!" "Who would dare get that close to sniff it? No wonder." "So, the painting is a fake. I knew it. Birds on a Tree has vanished from history." No one could have imagined that the forger was so clever, using old paper to mislead the experts. Bradson could hardly believe his ears. He felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, leaving him co