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A playful smile appeared on Eric's face when he heard this. "If that's the case, why don't we make a bet? If Odette can solve this problem personally, why don't you give me your family's antique painting?" 

When Ian heard this, his eyes widened and he immediately flew into a rage. "Eric Smith, you are a cunning man, what kind of bet is this? Do you want my antique painting? You are asking for an exorbitant price."

"It's you who doesn't believe that my wife can do so. So I had to bet with you for the sake of my wife's reputation. If I lose all of my ancient paintings will be in your hands. What do you think of this bet?"

Eric said indifferently. Those antiques and paintings were worth several billion. If this man said he didn't want them, he wouldn't want them. Ian didn't believe such foolish words. Besides, this man had lived with Odette for so long, so he naturally knew what kind of character she had. He was not stupid enough to bet with this man.