Seeing Jason Carter spend $380,000 to buy that carpet, many people at the scene looked at him as if he were a complete fool.
In fact, one didn't need to be as professional as Quinn's aunt, Cora; anyone with a bit of experience could tell this worn-out rug had no real value. Only an amateur would be fooled.
Calvin saw his daughter crying earlier, and now still risking offending someone to warn Jason, only for Jason not to listen and insist on buying it. He couldn't help but get angry:
"Before, I thought he was a young master from a prominent family; now, I see he's just a prodigal son. Even if his family has money, he'll squander it all sooner or later. Quinn, you don't need to think about him anymore. He'll be broke eventually."
Quinn immediately refuted:
"With his wealth, even if he loses some, he won't go poor — and I believe he must have his reasons."
Calvin felt suffocated. Your aunt clearly said the rug was worth at most around a hundred thousand, and he paid $380,000. What reason could possibly justify that? She's truly blinded by emotions; daughters really can't be kept at home.
Cora looked at Jason, thoughtful. No matter how she examined it, the rug was worth at most around a hundred thousand. Yet, she had a faint feeling Jason had been targeting it from the beginning.
"Does Jason invest in antiques often? Even if he's rich, he shouldn't be throwing money around like this, right?"
She shook her head:
"I don't know him well either, but I've seen him spend millions just casually shopping once. You don't need to feel bad for him — let him learn his lesson for not listening to Quinn."
She originally had a good impression of Jason and used to speak up for him — but since he had been cold toward Quinn recently, resentment made her speak differently now.
After Jason bought the rug, he didn't bother acting anymore. He had it loaded directly onto a truck and left.
Quinn saw that Jason didn't even glance at her once before leaving. She felt an ache in her chest and wanted to call out to him.
But then she remembered — Jason already "had a girlfriend." She had no right to interfere. She could only swallow her longing and return with lowered eyes, her entire mood dulled and heavy.
Jason didn't return to Blue Harbor or the Bayview Tower penthouse. Instead, he returned to Lakeview Villa No. 8. After all, he had just gotten together with Megan, and the feeling of novelty was still strong.
Just as he finished unloading the rug, Megan walked out. She was wrapped only in a fluffy bathrobe, clearly wearing nothing underneath. Her languid posture made her look even more captivating.
Megan knew Olivia was Jason's secretary and nodded politely. Olivia had long been used to seeing all kinds of beautiful women around Jason and returned the greeting calmly.
Megan walked over and hugged Jason from behind:
"Where did you run off to so early in the morning?"
Jason pointed at the ragged carpet on the ground:
"Here. I bought a 12th century carpet."
Megan looked closely at the old, worn-out rug on the ground and was a little surprised. On such a cold morning, getting up early just to bring home... this?
But of course, she would never question anything Jason did. She smiled:
"So should I wash it later and lay it in the living room?Or is it something we're supposed to keep as an antique?"
Jason shook his head:
"Neither. Go inside and see if there are any scissors."
Megan obediently went into the house to look, while Jason Carter and Olivia together spread out the carpet. Once spread out, it was even more obvious how unusually large this carpet was.
Megan came out of the house with a pair of scissors. Jason took the scissors, made a cut in the carpet, tearing open a seam in the fur, and then ripped downwards, revealing the camel hide underneath. He flipped it over, revealing the pattern inside the camel hide. Sure enough, it was a corner of the middle ages map.
Seeing that there was indeed a middle map, Jason breathed a sigh of relief. The system truly didn't deceive him; although it flattered him, its functions were undeniably powerful.
Olivia and Megan, seeing this, widened their eyes, gasped, and their breathing rapidly accelerated.
They didn't know much about antiques, but they didn't need to; anyone with basic understanding knew what this meant.
Then, Jason continued to tear away the fur, revealing more of the middle map. Olivia and Megan were horrified to discover that this map was unusually large, complete, and clear.
As Jason continued to tear downwards, an even more astonishing scene appeared: it was a portrait, a portrait of Royal family.
Olivia's face was filled with shock. She stared at Jason for a full three seconds. Today, she had felt a bit strange about why Jason suddenly wanted to go to a auction. And from the instructions he gave, it wasn't hard to assume that his true purpose was only this carpet; bidding on other miscellaneous items was simply camouflage.
Before, she couldn't understand why Jason was interested in this carpet, but she always spoke little and did more, so she didn't ask.
Now she knew that there was a treasure hidden inside: a middle ages map plus a portrait of Royals, likely worth at least five hundred million. This was still a conservative estimate; there was virtually no upper limit for the auction.
In other words, Jason went out once and, while chatting and laughing, effortlessly earned more than five hundred million?
There were so many experts at the scene, yet no one else could tell. How did he see it? Did he have some kind of golden eyes?
Olivia suddenly felt that she seemed to understand her boss even less now; this boss was becoming more and more mysterious.
Olivia: Favorability +5.
Megan exclaimed: "Junior, how much did you buy this carpet for? If it's under a hundred million, it's a huge steal, right?"
Jason said: "Three hundred eighty thousand."
Megan's mouth dropped open and remained open for a long time. Compared to a value of several hundred million, three hundred eighty thousand was simply negligible.
While she slept in, Jason went out and just like that made several hundred million? It was unreal.
She had heard that the poorer someone was, the harder it was to make money, and the richer someone was, the easier it was. But even so, it couldn't be this easy. Several hundred million in one morning — who could earn like that?
Megan's eyes, looking at Jason, were full of admiration and pride. The man she chose was indeed amazing.
Megan: Favorability +1.
Megan couldn't help but lean into Jason, her soft body pressing tightly against him, her gaze filled with affection, seeing only Jason.
Jason put his arm around Megan's waist and said: "Olivia, I have a story. Can you help me spread it? Just say I bought a carpet, felt it was dirty, so I washed it, then hung it to dry. Because it absorbed too much water and sagged, it accidentally tore. Most people would patch it up, but I got carried away…"
Olivia immediately understood Jason's intention. The origin story of an antique mattered greatly. Jason clearly didn't want people to know he had detected the middle ages map and Royals inside from the start. This kind of story would be easier to believe and more legendary.
The news quickly spread, immediately causing a major shock in the entire antique circle — especially among those who attended this morning's antique gathering. They were even more stunned when they heard the news.
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