"Spot on, wonderfully articulated! Mr. Jones' knowledge is not to be underestimated. I've been in this field for thirty years and have never seen anyone with such precise and discerning judgment." an expert with glasses exclaimed in awe. "Mr. Jones' thought process aligns with ours, but we didn't have the courage to conclude as he did!" another senior expert remarked. "Excellent insight! To see such a high-class collectible at today's gathering, this trip has been worthwhile." a master from another family expressed. "Cheng Hua Doucai porcelain is already valuable, but a rare matching pair, and originating from the House of Xu? Its significance and value are truly exceptional!" another master enthusiastically added: "With Master Roy's contribution, it indeed broadens our horizons! Mr. Jones' judgment also elevates our understanding substantially!" Maynard eyed the pair of porcelain vases with a burning gaze. He turned to Clement and asserted firmly: "Master Roy, for these vases, I b
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
Elsewhere, Theophilus and Dulcie went downstairs, where Barrett was already waiting in the car by the main road. "Theophilus, how did you know it was a fake, and why do you have such deep knowledge about antiques?" Dulcie couldn't help but ask curiously. She had never expected Theophilus, known to her as her husband for years, to have such an exceptional understanding of antiques, leaving her speechless. Yet, even many renowned antique collectors at Treasure House admire him to the ground, even inviting him as an honorary guest of the company? Is this still the ordinary Theophilus that she had no particular impression of? Theophilus laughed and said: "This is a secret." "Hmm." Dulcie cast a disdainful glance but then her expression also settled down, Theophilus becoming increasingly mysterious in her heart… “But, things won’t be that simple, right? You’ve humiliated them, made them a laughing stock in front of everyone; they surely won’t let it slide." Dulcie worriedly said: "Tha
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, isn't it a bit rude to treat a lady this way?" Pandora reproachfully said, half pouting: "I kindly helped you deal with the people sent by Maynard. Think about it, if it weren't for my efforts, how could you have made Maynard lose all his dignity today? Now, don’t you even have time for a cup of tea?" The two men in black suits maintained their cold and stern expressions, but there was a slight wavering in their demeanor. In their perception, the young mistress had never been so cheerful and cordial with a man. Given Pandora's character, if Theophilus had refused right away, wouldn't she have immediately become angry, then ordered them to beat Theophilus severely? How could she be so gentle with this good-for-nothing? Theophilus hesitated for a moment, then nodded. The two men in black drove a flamboyant red Bugatti Veyron, with Pandora taking a seat in the back, and Theophilus following suit. In a short while, the car left the antique street, driving on the bustling
"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
Pandora's face turned as red as an apple, Theophilus looking down on her, his actions and words highly invasive and utterly outrageous. She puffed her cheeks, looking both wronged and angry at Theophilus. Had anyone ever been so arrogant and audacious with the young mistress of the Jones family before? Not to mention touching her, no man who dared to point a finger at her face had ever gotten away unscathed. Theophilus watched Pandora's cold and beautiful face turn into a foolishly angry expression. Her face showed anger, then sorrow, then fear, like a student who made a mistake but was unwilling to accept the teacher's reprimand. It was only now that she seemed her age, revealing her youthful innocence. "I thought the young mistress of the Jones family was a rare talented lady, unflappable even if mountains crumbled. Turns out, she's just a little girl after all." Theophilus chuckled, then turned and walked away. Hearing Theophilus's words, Pandora's face grew even redder. Utter
"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