Felix visited a local sales house the next day.

Ellen joined him as Mr.

Whitaker, a serious man with a snobby accent, took him into a back room for the evaluation.
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“I can immediately verify that the craftsmen’s mark on the underside is authentic,” Mr. Whitaker added. “That means this is important, sir. One of two worldwide.”

Ellen bent down to examine the box. I find that extremely charming…Can I see your provenance?
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Excuse me? Felix exclaimed.

“You need to provide a certificate of authentication, or any verifiable document that proves the artifact’s authenticity and your ownership,” Ellen stated.

Felix rose up and said he would leave, but they told him they wanted to call the police so he could explain how he stole the important item. Felix ran away.

He entered Mrs. McAllister’s that night to find the papers. As he entered through the window, a flashlight covered his view. It was Henry.

“Not so powerful now, Felix?” Hendry stated.

This doesn’t look right. I only need— Frightened, Felix said.

“The box documentation, I know,” Henry added. After you tried to defraud them, the auction house called me since that box is related to my family. Yes, I told them you stole it—

Felix received an ultimatum from Henry. He either delivers the box by 8:00 am the next day or reports him to the police.

Felix ran home. Thinking hard, he decided not to return the package his neighbor demanded. He carried his daughter and the box to his mother’s house. He instructed his daughter, Suzie, to sell the box for $100,000 to fund her education. He went home and waited for the police to knock.

Indeed, that happened. After being accused of selling the box, Felix spent four months in prison awaiting trial. But then he heard someone paid his bail.

He discovered that his mother and daughter paid bail after his release.
When he enquired if they sold the package, Suzie responded no, shocking him.

“Well, I didn’t listen to you about the box,” Suzie smiled. “I opened it instead. It contained a legitimate award and Mrs. McAllister’s message. Dad, that box was precious to her. It was in the note.

“So I showed the note to your lawyer, and then I took the box with all the papers to an antique dealer,” Suzie said. “He gave us enough money to post bail and we still have $100,000!”

What a tale!

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