Chapter 170

"Doesn't really matter where it came from—the point is, it's mine. And selling it for that price? Yeah, I'm pretty happy with that." Elliot nodded casually. That glass cup was something he'd made on a whim. If he'd known it could fetch 35 million, he never would've let Elizabeth use it as a rinsing cup. Elizabeth stared at the scene, forcing down her reaction. A 35-million-dollar mouthwash cup? That was beyond extra. "Ms. Baker, a call from home," said the assistant nervously, holding out the phone. Valerie's heart jumped. After thinking for a second, she took the call. Yelling blasted through the receiver—sure, she had doubled the company's value, but that didn't mean she could move company funds however she pleased. Thirty-five million for a random art piece? Seriously? "I know exactly what I'm doing, and I'll earn it back," Valerie snapped before hanging up. "Looks like you've got business to handle, Ms. Baker. Maybe take your glass trophy and head out for now?" Julian chimed in, ha