Chapter 269 The Pretentious Bastard That Won’t Go Away
David immediately closed his eyes and couldn’t care less about the difference in status as he shoved the thing in his hands to Lucian without thinking twice.
Oh no, Mr. Northwood, something got into my eyes. It’s hurting so much. Can you please check what this is and if it’s any useful to you? Please handle it yourself.”
At this moment, he wished that he was blind. Why was he so unlucky? Why did he have to accept the
parcel and open it in front of Mr. Northwood?
In the envelope was a photo. The background of the photo was probably a nightclub and its decor must
be at least from more than ten years ago.
It was so shiny and tacky that anyone who saw it would be blinded. It was a place where the filthy rich
But all these were not important, the most important thing was that the person in the photo was Madam
She was scantily clad and in the embrace of another man. Even though her dress was rather conservative when compared to other skimpy dresses normally seen in nightclubs, it was still unsightly.
There was a very obvious difference between a dress that she wore herself and a dress that had been
taken off by someone else.
Lucian kept the photo back in its envelope, glanced at David who still had his eyes closed, and said, “Find
out who sent this.”
Calista heard a man shouting as soon as she walked into the museum. He sounded very irritated as het
shouted in fremd mixed with some broken komisch.
“This is the only artifact that is very valuable, aren’t you afraid of ruining it? The people in this country are
ignorant fools who claim to be patriotic and that the country’s national treasure should be returned to your country. So what if you have the artifact back? Can you restore it with the current technology and
that you have?
restoration is not a commercial restoration. It’s very important to keep the artifact in its original
In my country, we have the best technology in the world for artifact restoration. I may not be the
my own country, but I’m quite the professional. Now that I have applied to join
your appreciation to me, you rejected me
The sound came from the office of Mr. Beaumont.
Calista walked closer and met a colleague who pointed her chin in that direction and asked, “What
“He applied for a position with the museum.”
In this line of work, experience was a very important criterion. It was because they were dealing with precious artifacts that could not be replicated.
If they broke it, the damage and loss would be unimaginable.
As such, if they had more experience in restoring delicate artifacts, their status in this industry would be
higher and would have more work opportunities.
In her home country, experience was important as well. However, the work opportunities were only ever increasing. Her country was famous for ancient cultural artifacts.
It was roughly estimated that there were thirty million pieces of artifacts of different importance and the
numbers were still growing.
Nevertheless, there was a lack of skilled artifact restorers as there were only around two thousand of
them in the workforce.
Hence, for those who didn’t have any verified experience, the museum wasn’t as keen.
The colleague added, “He spent the whole morning in Mr. Beaumont’s office. You didn’t see his attitude in
the beginning. He acted as if his presence was a blessing to the museum. I was this close to kneeling
before him to thank him for gracing us with his goodwill.”
“Has Mr. Beaumont agreed to hire him?”
a was sure t
Calista remembered that Mr. Beaumont didn’t want to take in foreign talent unless no
one in the entire country could undertake the artifact restoration.
The artifact originally belonged to them but it was looted and was destroyed beyond recognition. As an
from the older generation, he would never pander to robbers to restore the artifacts.
He wanted the arrogant foreigners to know that the artifact restoration technique in this country had
wemendously and was second to none.
er head and continued, “No Do you think he’d be yelling like this if Mr. Beaumont
We’re just going to let him continue shouling the his throat
Calista was speechless for a while before she said, “In a different circumstance, your statemen
considered street smart.”
Both of them chatted for a while longer before getting back to work. Before Calista left, she saw Thomas sneaking around the entrance of Mr. Beaumont’s office.
There was supposed to be a meeting today, but Mr. Beaumont was summoned by his superiors and had other matters to attend to. As such, the meeting was rescheduled for tomorrow.
After work, Calista didn’t stop by the manor on the hill. She went straight home instead. She got off work a little early today and went grocery shopping because she planned to make dinner at home.
She had wanted to call Yara over. Yara was on a diet lately and would only have light dinner. However, she saw Lucian standing in front of her house when she stepped out of the elevator.
“Why are you here?”
Lucian glanced down and saw her grocery bag as he instinctively hid a folder behind his back.
“I helped you out in Aphton. Don’t you think you should thank me with a meal?”
Calista knew that it was her responsibility to thank him. She was just thinking about how to thank him. He didn’t lack money nor was he a professional bodyguard.
If she gave him money, that would be like an insult to him.
Now that Lucian had requested it, Calista could only play along and answered, “When are you free then? I will let you know after I make a reservation at a restaurant.”
Lucian pursed his lips as he reached out for her grocery bag.
“I’m free now.”
Calista didn’t feel like going out now. Regardless, he was already at her door asking for a treat and she
felt bad saying no to his request.
She avoided Lucian’s hand and said, “Give me a moment. I’ll go get changed.”
ste of the food was not important when treating someone to a meal. The most important aspect mons’s sincerity and to match the other party’s preference.
and like Lucian, the more expensive, the better.
taurants would require formal wear, She had been working on site for these 1
thought was comfortable