On Our Wedding Anniversary, I Discovered My Loving Husband Adrian Grant Is a Thief
Author: Fans© WebNovel
Chapter 1: Chapter 1:
When I found that auction withdrawal notice, I was in Adrian Grant's study, sorting out materials for him.
My heart suddenly sank.
That Guanyin statue was a genuine piece that I had authenticated after three sleepless nights when we first fell in love.
Back then, he held it and said to me: "Genevieve, this is our first collection piece, to be passed down to our descendants."
A complete lie.
Once planted, the seed of suspicion grows wildly.
I began to quietly search for those jade artifacts I had handled over the years, which he called "collections."
The results were shocking.
They seemed to have vanished into thin air, never appearing in any public collections register.
When I tentatively mentioned that Guanyin statue, Adrian was gently peeling an orange for me.
His hand paused briefly as he handed the orange, then he laughed and said, "I might have misjudged it, later found it was a fake, and disposed of it."
He even comforted me in return: "Don't be upset, as collectors, who hasn't been wrong before?"
He smiled flawlessly.
Yet, the jade in my palm sent a cold, stinging sensation of betrayal.
My intuition told me he was lying.
Ha, how interesting.
While he was on a business trip overseas, I entered his study.
This time, not to organize, but to dig deep.
I searched almost everywhere I could see, but found nothing.
Just when I was about to give up, thinking I was being overly suspicious, my fingertip accidentally touched a small bump under the edge of his desk.
A hidden compartment popped open.
Inside, there were no gold, silver, or jewels, just a few thick manila folders.
The cover had two words embossed in gold English letters.
"Project Jade."
Jade Project.
My heart raced as I opened the top folder marked with this year's date.
The first page was an unsettling list.
Item name, era, authentication results, estimated cost, transaction price, buyer code...
Every line was jade I had personally touched and sensed with care.
The national treasures he claimed to "spend a lifetime protecting."
Yet here, they were mere commodities.
The strings of zeroes after the transaction prices were like slaps in the face, leaving me dizzy.
Flipping to the last page, I was completely frozen.
It was an evaluation report about me.
"Subject Genevieve Sterling, Talent 'Jade Sensing' Assessment: Credibility A+ level, Accuracy 99.2%."
"Commercial Value Assessment: Annually generates approximately 20 million USD in profits."
"Long-term Utilization Strategy: Continuously reinforce the 'cultural protection' narrative, maintain her emotional dependence and professional value recognition. Prevent her from contacting transaction endpoints, ensure information isolation..."
The last line of the report was Adrian Grant's own flamboyant signature.
Beside it was a cold remark:
"Subject shows strong emotional attachment. She is the perfect tool."
Tool.
So, I wasn't his wife, not his lover, not his soulmate.
I was just a highly accurate, walking identification tool.
Three years of marriage.
A fraud.
The past sweetness, the admiration in his eyes when he looked at me, those overnight discussions about art and heritage...
Ha, every frame is the most biting sarcasm.
I collapsed to the ground, feeling cold all over, my stomach churning.
Those national treasures smuggled abroad, each piece passed through my hands.
I thought I was protecting them.
It turns out, I was the number one accomplice pushing them into the abyss with my own hands.
This guilt and sense of sin, more than the deceit itself, leave me utterly devastated.
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