Theophilus stood up, walked over to the wooden table, and picked up a piece of the shattered porcelain. "When porcelain is fired to its final shape, natural lines will form, but the lines on this porcelain are too perfect. This is enough to prove it's a counterfeit." Theophilus calmly said. After speaking, he threw the piece he was holding at Maynard. Maynard, both shocked and skeptical, picked up the fragment to examine it, then his face darkened, looking as if he was choking, his complexion turning the color of liver. The distinguished guests present, still in shock, suddenly hearing these words from Theophilus, hurriedly stabilized their emotions and quickly rushed to the wooden table, their expressions serious, beginning to inspect the fragments of the two porcelain vases. "Mr. Jake is absolutely right, from this fragment it's easy to distinguish. The refinement, shine, thickness, and other aspects of the lines inside this porcelain are too perfect! Ancient porcelain was handc

Swoosh! At this moment, an extremely luxurious red Bugatti Veyron shot out from a small alley, its engine roaring loudly. Two men in black coats, with cold expressions, got out of the car and rushed over, raining down a storm of punches and kicks. They beat Maynard's group until they fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Clearly, the skills of these two men in black far surpassed those of the other bodyguards. "Disappear from this street within a minute." the man in black coldly and ruthlessly said. The bodyguards clumsily climbed into the car, immediately driving away from the antique street. "Mr. Jake, you weren't hurt by these useless ones, were you?" The man in black asked very politely, approaching. Theophilus's eyebrows slightly furrowed, glancing at the red Bugatti Veyron worth over two million USD, seemingly with someone sitting in the back seat. He had not arranged for anyone to come to the antique street. The two men in black were clearly not ordinary bodyguards, th

"Theophilus, don't refuse the wine that's offered to you, but instead choose to drink the penalty wine." Clement said angrily: "Don't you want to win wealth and status, to spend your life as just a small son-in-law? I don't believe there are people in this world so pure without desires. State your terms. Angering the young mistress, you won't get to taste the fruits of success." Theophilus wanted to speak but then stopped, intending to say he didn't care about a small house like the Jones. "Think it over." Pandora said, sitting down with an extremely displeased expression. "Here's my personal number, call me after you've thought it through." Pandora threw a business card, looking confident and smirking: "I agree to give you time to think. I just fear my cousin might act hastily, and I don't want to remember to call me only when your body is cold." Theophilus sneered, disregarding the business card on the table. "What’s the matter? You won’t even accept my card, are you looking dow

"Hmph!" Anselm couldn't help but coldly snort, looking very serious at Theophilus: "Theophilus, what exactly are you doing? You just caused a big scene at Treasure House, even daring to offend the master of the Jones family, ruining his reputation. And then what? After leaving Treasure House, instead of going home, you sneak around with other women!" "What do you actually think of my daughter?" Anselm rarely showed anger, but now he looked at Theophilus furiously. "It's clear, isn't it? I've seen through Theophilus." Ariel coldly said: "He's just trying to take advantage of Dulcie. So when Layla introduced the Jones family's nephew to Dulcie, he showed his petty nature, not wanting to see Dulcie do well! Afraid that Dulcie will look down on him if she rises high. Feeling inferior to the Jones' nephew, he resorts to petty schemes to tarnish others' reputations." "Theophilus, if you have any skills, why don't you earn your own money? Just clinging to Dulcie for financial gain. You kno

"You can't say that, mom, Maynard and I have only met once!" Dulcie said helplessly. "It's clear that the master of the Jones family fell in love with you at first sight. Otherwise, why gift something worth millions? Even when embarrassed by Theophilus, he didn't blame our family." Ariel rambled: "Think about it, today you've seen Theophilus's true nature, lacking ability and not caring if we live or die, causing trouble, heartlessly chasing other women! Look, Maynard has already helped you, it's for your good to get away from wolf-hearted Theophilus. Your second aunt also secretly told me, connecting with the Jones will secure a powerful and luxurious life!" Dulcie bit her lip, saying nothing, knowing her mother was blinded by wealth and captivated by Maynard's gift, now her words falling on deaf ears. "Moreover, Dulcie, your father's heart isn't well, and our family has been frightened so much because of Theophilus." Ariel advised earnestly: "If you let Theophilus continue his ant