The hall erupted in an uproar.
At table 15, Windsor immediately stood up, sharply accusing Iris, "You foolish woman! Do you think this is a flea market? How could anything auctioned at Hamilton Estate be fake?!"
A chorus of murmurs echoed in agreement.
This kind of disruption couldn't be tolerated on the first item. The auctioneer quickly regained control, picking up the microphone. "That's right, my dear guests, all items in this charity auction are certified by authoritative institutions. You can see the certificates scanned in your electronic catalog."
He gestured for everyone to quiet down. "This painting has been authenticated by more than five experts. Both the pigment and brushstrokes have been verified as belonging to Artemisia. There's no need to worry."
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