Pausing, Raymond then continued, "I even told him that he could leave the bronze sculpture with me as a consignment, and I would only be eligible for a ten percent commission.""He refused to take that offer, so I offered yet again a 50-50 investment, where he would still get half of what I make after I sell the bronze sculpture. He refused me again anyway, and he was set on the three hundred grand, take it or leave it. There's security footage that proves it too, so how could I have defrauded him?"Then, seeing that there were plenty of others around them, he smiled, "Since you're here, I shall invite the public to be my witness as I show everyone the security footage I have. I will ask everyone to be the judge and decide if I've deceived his so-called brother!"Bob's heart skipped a beat at Raymond's words, but he was afraid to retreat right then, so he braced himself and snapped, "No, that's not necessary! You bought the bronze sculpture, so you return it this instant! I will ret

Pausing, Raymond then finished, "And last but not least, the origin of the bronze sculpture itself must be investigated to see if it was the work of some syndicate specializing in forgery!"With those words, Bob was left pale, trembling, and sweating buckets.Even Zachary could feel his soul leaving himself as he watched in secret.He really didn't expect Raymond to be that sharp, dissecting the entire plot and finding the fatal flaw directly.To prove that the bronze sculpture was stolen, Bob must first prove that he was Bill's biological brother—which he certainly wasn't.In fact, Bill only had two sisters… and worst of all, his father was still alive.As such, once the cops were involved and they investigated Bill's family, Bill's lies would be exposed.Naturally, he had the sink or swim method of having Bill admit he had stolen that bronze sculpture from a stranger's house and had a friend impersonate the lost owner. However, that still meant Bill was screwed because he wo

[Mick Crane is simply amazing—he has no skill to speak off, but he has the audacity to take on the position of manager in Vintage Deluxe? Aren't they scraping the bottom here? Hell, I can be their manager and I'd still be better!][If I were Mick, I'd be gone by now. I'd never dare show my face around Aurous Hill's Antique Street any more!]Meanwhile, Mick, who was self-aware enough to know that he had really embarrassed himself, was hiding himself in his office and refusing all visitors.He was pacing back and forth so anxiously that he was thinning his shoe soles—he had no idea what to do, just as he was embarrassed, worried and furious.It went without saying why he was embarrassed—he felt worse than if he had to take a dump by the road.As for his worry, it was for his future—he wouldn't be able to keep his job once Jasmine Moore found out about this.He certainly believed that this was all Zachary's fault—if it wasn't for the man's rotten idea, would he even be cornered into

Mick swore under his breath.If the Moore Group's human resources manager had come looking for him, it couldn't be for anything good.The thought left him even more furious at Zachary, and he promptly told the employee, "Just take them to the VIP room for now. Tell them I'll be right over.""Yes, sir," the employee nodded and turned to leave.As for Mick, he whipped out his phone and called Zachary.The instant Zachary answered, he bellowed, "Zachary Evans! You've really screwed me over this time! The Moore Group human resource manager is here at Vintage Deluxe to see me—the way I see it, he's here to fire me on the spot! If I'm going to lose my job because of you, I will spill the beans and make sure everyone knows you're the one who came up with this stupid idea!"However, Zachary was infuriated too, and he immediately snapped in turn, "Have a conscience, Mick Crane! This entire plan was meant to help you chase Raymond Cole out of Antique Street, and I never took a cent from yo

Zachary was already shaking with rage and promptly bellowed, "How fucking impressive, Cardensky! But let me give it to you straight: that bronze sculpture was sold for 300 thousand to Raymond Cole, so it's not just you—Mr. Montague wants it too!""If you want it back, ask Raymond Cole yourself—but don't blame me for not warning you, Vintage Deluxe's Mick Crane was already humiliated because of your so-called forgery and might be fired as we speak. Not only that, but he thinks it's all my fault and wants me out so that I will go down with him."But what a coincidence it is, because I think this is all your fault! So, if he rats me out, I'm ratting you out as well! We will all just die together!"Also, you know that I know where you work. If the cops get involved, I'm leading them right to you. So, don't blame me for being unreasonable—it's all your fault for being blind. If you actually had any skill, you'd have kept that bronze sculpture for yourself and gotten rich with it. But the