Victor Donovan was so heartbroken over losing the treasure that he nearly had a heart attack on the spot, almost collapsing and becoming a laughingstock once again.
After his initial panic, Timothy Donovan clearly came to the same realization, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
This was probably the closest he had ever come to striking it rich in his life. He recalled what Mr. Lynch had just mentioned—that a small Blessing, Fortune, Longevity, Joy ornament had recently sold for one hundred million at an auction abroad.
The piece now on the tray was visibly larger and of better quality. If it were made into a finished product, couldn't it sell for two hundred million, or even three hundred million?
Turning a two-million-dollar investment into three hundred million...
The mere thought made Timothy Donovan feel like his heart was bleeding.
