A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 260 Augustine's Birthday Banquet

One of the prominent families invited was the Tang family. The Tang couple considered the birthday banquet a perfect opportunity for their daughter to get on Augustine's good side. Clayton recalled with bitterness how Charlotte humiliated Alina at the dinner on the lunar New Year's Eve, but he knew she needed to please Augustine and Charlotte. He believed that it would be better to have Alina accompany James to attend this banquet. With James around, his grandparents might not be harsh on her.

Augustine, in a Chinese tunic suit, was sitting in the hall. Next to him was Charlotte, who was sporting a dark blue cheongsam. The two of them were smiling politely as they received birthday blessings from the guests.

John stood to the side, ready to receive gifts. He would then hand them to the bodyguards behind him.

Ethan showed up by himself. After exchanging a few words with the two elders, he left them grinning from ear to ear and handed his gift to John. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Just then James and Alina arrived-perfect timing, too. There weren't too many guests yet.

Today, Alina was garbed in a light blue cashmere overcoat. Her long hair hung loose over her shoulders, parted neatly from her face thanks to a diamond-studded hair band. On her delicate feet were expensive high-heeled shoes. After James was done greeting the two elders, Alina stepped in. "Happy birthday, Mr. Xi! I wish you and Mrs. Xi a long and prosperous life. Here is a red sandalwood ornament I bought specially for you. I hope you like it, Mr. Xi."

It was no secret Augustine was fond of red sandalwood

—in fact, many of the gifts tonight were made from it.

Perhaps it was because they were in public, Augustine didn't make things difficult for her. As she held her breath anxiously, he nodded ever so slightly. "Thank you, Ms. Tang."

Just as John was about to hand Alina's gift to the bodyguard behind him, Augustine held up one hand. "Open it and let me have a look. I'm curious to see what she got me."

"Yes, sir."

John opened the gift himself, carefully unraveling the silk ribbon. Inside the box was an ornament with twin lions playing with a ball.

The workmanship was exquisite.

Augustine took it in his hands and examined it up close. After a while, he nodded in satisfaction. "Good."

Seeing his nod of approval, Alina finally let go of the breath she was holding.

However, before James could take her aside, a girl's voice chirped from behind him. "Mr. Xi, happy birthday. I wish you and Mrs. Xi good health and prosperous lives."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Alina whipped around.

'What's Sandra doing here?' she thought to herself, frowning unhappily.

Augustine squinted at the girl questioningly. "May I know who you are?"

Sandra handed the gift to John. "I'm Sandra Shen. Actually, I've come here on behalf of Maria; she couldn't make it."

"Oh, I see." Then, turning to a servant, he asked, "Show Sandra to her seat."

"Mr. Xi, I hope you like Maria's gift. She knew you like red sandalwood, so she had her men search for this piece some time ago. Why not take a look at it?"

Augustine raised his eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. He gestured to John to open the gift box.

Once the lid was removed, everyone nearby gasped softly. Alina practically choked, unable to believe her eyes.

John took out the gift. Whispers began to spread around the hall.

The ornament was exactly the same as Alina's. One of them must be a fake.

Alina was confident hers was the authentic piece. After all, she had been paying attention to it a long time ago. The second she heard there was a red sandalwood antique on the black market worth nearly ten million, she had her people inquire about it. They had found out that truly, the piece was from the Tang dynasty.

When she snapped back to her senses, she said hurriedly, "Mr. Xi, I spent eight million dollars on this gift, so surely it's the original one. I don't know where Maria Song got that fake one."

Not only was it expensive, Alina had gone through lengths to authenticate the piece. There experts had confirmed that the material of the piece truly was red sandalwood, and that it was an antique.

Things were getting heated. Sandra stepped forward and cleared her throat. "There is only one authentic antique. Since Ms. Tang insists hers is the real deal, why don't we ask a professional to identify the fake from the authentic?"

Alina narrowed her eyes. She wondered why Sandra was so confident. Perhaps it was because the girl looked up to Maria. Alina smiled mockingly. "Miss Shen, you are young and naive; you don't even know you've been deceived. But it doesn't matter. Consider this a teaching moment."

Among the guests who had come here today, there was a number of dealers and collectors familiar with red sandalwood.

One of them, a middle-aged man with grey hair lightly brushing his forehead, stepped forward. "Mr. Xi, please let me have a look!"

This man was considered an expert with red sandalwood, and Augustine knew him well, so Augustine nodded at him calmly. "Give him both pieces, " he said to John.

"Yes, sir."

While everyone held their breath in anticipation, the middle-aged man put on his glasses and carefully examined the two treasures. After a while, he even took out a portable magnifying glass from his pocket and studied them up close.

At long last, he took off his glasses and turned to face Augustine. In his hands was the piece Alina had procured. "This one is..."

The hall fell into silence, waiting impatiently for his answer.

"This is rosewood," he said decisively.

Then he pointed at the identical piece sent by Sandra and said, "That's the real antique from the Tang Dynasty."

"No way!" Alina raised her voice in protest.

The middle-aged man glared at her. He was quite angry that someone questioned his authority on the matter. Calming himself down, he started to explain, "There are fifteen kinds of sandalwood, two of which come from our country. One is red sandalwood, and the other one is rosewood. Modern botany dictates that rosewood refers to wood that's hard, resistant to corrosion, and durable. They

grew in the tropical and subtropical areas. Rosewood is very different from traditional red sandalwood, so we do not regard the two woods in the same way. However, because of their similar appearance, they are often mistaken for each other."

Alina remained unconvinced. "Even though it might not be the best red sandalwood, it is still an antique from the royal collection!"

The middle-aged man smiled. "Ms. Tang, do you think the royal family would have a piece that isn't even made from red sandalwood?"

"What do you mean?"

"Among the fifteen kind of sandalwoods we know about today, except for the ruddy sandalwood produced in Mysore State in southern India, they are all called scented rosewood. Rosewood is only a variety of the scented rosewood. No matter which kind of rosewood it is, its color, texture, and hardness cannot be compared to red sandalwood. In short, your piece is a fake!"

Chaos broke out among the crowd.

All the color drained from Alina's face. She had come here to celebrate Augustine's birthday, yet the birthday gift she offered was a fake.

It would become the laughingstock of the town.

Sandra raised her chin triumphantly and stuck her tongue out at Alina. "I knew yours was the fake. Maria started paying attention to this piece two months ago. She's always been treating Mr. and Mrs. Xi as her own grandparents. Also, she has the money. Why would she buy a fake?"