After saying that, she followed Charlie out of the dining room and headed to the courtyard where Charlie's parents used to live.Due to the large size of this courtyard, Charlie's parents used to have four adjoining rooms. Apart from a main hall and a bedroom, there was also a study and Charlie's own room.To put it simply, it was a three-bedroom apartment with a living room. Charlie had lived here for several years, so he was quite familiar with the overall layout. In addition, there were hardly any noticeable changes, so it was easier for him to distinguish.Upon entering the main hall, the furniture and arrangement inside remained almost unchanged from when his parents had left with him. In an instant, images of his childhood spent living here with his parents flooded Charlie's mind, stirring up various emotions in him.He then quickly toured these rooms with Vera. Apart from furniture, there were some bedding and pillows prepared in the main hall and bedroom, but it was obvious
Upon hearing Vera's words, Charlie instinctively looked at the black photo album in her hands. At first glance, it was clear that the album was quite old.In the past decade or so, with the rapid development of smartphones, ordinary people had unconsciously digitized all their image data. Fewer and fewer people purchased photo albums of various sizes and thicknesses as they did twenty years ago to categorize and organize all their photos.Charlie didn't know what exactly was in the album, so he took it from Vera's hands and carefully flipped the first page open. The first thing that caught his eye on the first page were two separate photos of two young people taken in front of the Statue of Liberty in the United States.The man in the photo bore a striking resemblance to Charlie, but his attire was relatively retro as the man was wearing the distinctive knit sweater and faded jeans typical of that era. This was Charlie's father, Curtis. The woman in the photo appeared to be around
Vera pointed to a sign with a postcode beside the shop door and said, “Young Master, this shop is in Queens, New York.”Charlie asked curiously, “Is that so? How did you figure that out? I can hardly make out the words on it with this resolution.”Vera explained, “I used to live in Queens. The size, color scheme, and location of this sign for the postal code are typical of Queens' style back then. I'm not sure if they still follow the same style now.”“New York…” Charlie nodded, suddenly remembering what his uncle had mentioned a few days ago. His parents had bought a set of antique books from an antique shop in New York. That set of antique books was none other than the Preface to the Apocalyptic Book.Coupled with the antique shop in the photo, Charlie suddenly remembered something and said to Vera, “This could very well be the antique shop where my father bought the Preface to the Apocalyptic Book!”Vera was also surprised and said eagerly, “The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book
Upon seeing this sentence, Vera immediately said, “Queens should be Queens, New York City. So, this photo was indeed taken in Queens. As for ‘Cole’, it seems the person in the photo with your father has the last name Cole, and he's of Oskian descent. It’s just that we don’t know his full name.”“You're right…” Charlie nodded gently as he continued furrowing his brows.He murmured, “I have a feeling that this man with the last name Cole seems familiar, but no matter how hard I try, I just can't remember where I've seen him before.”Vera hastened to say, “Don't worry, Young Master. The feeling of familiarity must come from somewhere in your memory. It's just that your memory of that person might not be very deep, or you may have only had a very brief encounter with him. So, don't worry. If you think carefully, you'll surely remember some clues.”With that said, she asked Charlie, “Apart from finding this person familiar, are there any other strange or familiar clues for you?”Charli
In the past, he thought that he was just purely fortunate to have obtained the Apocalyptic Book with a stroke of luck. Recently, however, his uncle had mentioned that his parents had once obtained the Preface to the Apocalyptic Book, and this led him to speculate that there might be a connection between the Preface to the Apocalyptic Book and the Apocalyptic Book itself, but he lacked concrete evidence. Now, he had suddenly discovered that the manager of Vintage Deluxe, named Raymond, was actually a good friend of his father from over twenty years ago. Moreover, it was Raymond himself who had delivered the jade vase to his father-in-law, Jacob.At that time, Charlie was waiting outside the VIP room while Raymond and Jacob were inside. Charlie hadn't witnessed what exactly had happened, but according to Jacob's account of the incident later, Raymond had taken the jade vase out of its exquisite packaging and handed it to Jacob. However, it had slipped from Jacob's hands and fell to th
With that said, Charlie asked again, “By the way, Jasmine, could you find some information about this person for me?”Jasmine replied, “I'll ask the current person in charge of Vintage Deluxe. The employee records from Vintage Deluxe are still stored in their computers. Vintage Deluxe wasn't initially registered under the Moore Group, so the employee records weren't merged into the Moore Group's personnel files, and management of the files isn’t as strict.”Charlie then said, “In that case, please ask for the information, and once you find it, send it to me as soon as possible.”“Okay, Master Wade!”After hanging up the phone, Charlie said to Vera, “When we get the information later, kindly send it to Mr. Sandsor and ask him to help check all the information relating to this person.”Vera replied without hesitation, “Rest assured, Young Master, I'll inform him right away.”Charlie nodded and anxiously waited with Vera for Jasmine's response.Jasmine was quite efficient. A few mi
Charlie felt like his brain had short-circuited at that moment. Now, it seemed highly likely that Raymond had been arranged to appear in Aurous Hill, and the person who arranged all this was probably his own father, who had passed away twenty years ago.This made Charlie feel a kind of inexplicable tension and pressure. What exactly had happened to his parents back then? Not only did it bring about fatal consequences, but it also involved such distant and extensive planning for him even before the incident occurred.When his parents met with the accident, Stephen immediately placed him in the welfare home. This was an arrangement his father had made long ago. Unexpectedly, his father had also arranged for Mr. Cole to go to Aurous Hill and set up a trap for him almost twenty years later.As Charlie thought about this, he picked up the phone again and called Jasmine. He had another question that he needed to confirm with her.After the call was connected, Jasmine respectfully asked,
Jasmine sensed that Charlie must be seeking confirmation about something, but upon seeing that Charlie didn't want to explain things clearly, she was very tactful and did not continue questioning him. Instead, she said respectfully, Master Wade, if you need anything or have any questions, feel free to call me anytime.”“Okay, sure.”Charlie thanked Jasmine and then hung up the phone. Vera, upon seeing his puzzled expression, couldn't help but ask, “Young Master, what's troubling you now?”Charlie calmly replied, “I suddenly thought of something just now. At the time, the Apocalyptic Book seemed like a book, but it didn't seem like one at the same time. When I picked it up, it quickly turned into powder on its own, yet the contents in it inexplicably imprinted themselves in my mind…”After pausing for a moment, Charlie continued, “So, does that mean that the Apocalyptic Book itself is only meant for one-time use, and it is destined that only one person can obtain its contents?”Ver
The cabbie chuckled. "You're a local yet you're heading to Antique Street right away as soon as you land instead of going home? And you're still saying you're not trying to pick up a killer bargain deal?"Come on, man—it's not just you, I want that too. We cabbies work ourselves to death only for ten thousand per month at best while our friend over there made twenty million in one night. I could keep driving cabs for the rest of my life and still not make that much money."Jacob knew that the cabbie must be talking about Raymond and became even more miserable then, grumbling unhappily, "I'm going to Antique Street for business—I'm not trying to pick up some missed bargain.""No? Then you didn't hear what happened yesterday?"The cabbie was immediately curious, and without waiting for Jacob's answer, he exclaimed happily, "Look, man—it was so ridiculous not even Hollywood would put it in their script. There were these fools who were trying to sell an antique trader a replica, but th
It was nighttime in Dubai as Jacob dragged his weary body from the hotel back to the airport.As he was flying economy this time, he was left sitting at the hard bench near the boarding terminal, waiting for it to open.While he waited, his heart was torn as he tapped into the website of the Aurous Hill Charity Fund, found their donation account, and wired the entire 300 thousand he had made over to them.He had picked the Aurous Hill Charity Fund because the circles of antique collectors in Aurous Hill were all discussing how Raymond had donated half of the 20 million he had made to that same charity fund.After Raymond skyrocketed to prominence in Antique Street and became a star, it could not be denied that people admired his profound ability.However, there were also people who envied his skill in turning the tables just as there were those who were jealous he had made twenty million in a single night.Still, Raymond moved fast—soon after word spread that he had made twenty m
Elaine quickly asked, "Well, what if you can't get it done?"Jacob was apprehensive even as he sighed. "If they really pressed the issue, guess I can't even stay at the Calligraphy and Painting Association now… We will see. If things get bad, I'll just resign. I won't ask for much right now, just as long as I don't have to go to jail."Elaine nodded. "Then you should try to reason things out with Raymond Cole or ask for Charlie's help if push comes to shove. Being humiliated is still better than prison.""Okay!"-It was nighttime at Aurous Hill by the time Elaine and Jacob arrived at their hotel.Charlie and Claire had just had dinner, and Claire pulled out her phone, saying, "I just checked my flight app, and it says my parents should have landed two hours ago. They are probably at the hotel, so I'll check in on them with a video call."She had yet to open her WhatsApp when Elaine called her on a video call.Jacob was planning to check in with Claire and Charlie to put their
Hearing what Jacob had said, Elaine became anxious and pressed him as he hung up, "What's going on? You're leaving? But we just got here! My shoes have just caught Dubai dirt, so why are we leaving so soon—"However, Jacob was wiping the sweat off his brow as he mumbled quietly, "Well, at this point, I have to leave or I won't be vice president anymore."Elaine immediately fumed. "We've been married for half our lives, and this is supposed to be our honeymoon, yet we're just leaving? I've posted about this on social media too—there are plenty of people who're waiting for more posts on our trip!"And don't forget—we spent a lot on our flight tickets and our hotels! The hotel bookings can't be refunded either!"Jacob scowled dolefully. "Well, what can we do? Why don't you stay? I'll go home and get this sorted out first….""Well, how long would that take?" Elaine asked."How should I know?" Jacob sighed, uneasy and annoyed. "Don Albert is saying I have to go back and donate the 300
"But I spent 98 thousand on that bronze sculpture!" Jacob exclaimed in agitation before he knew it. "I made 300 thousand from it, and that means my profit was 200 thousand at best, but I'm supposed to return that to him as well?! That means I'd have lost my own capital too!""I can't help you if you can't bear to part with that money, Mr. Wilson," Don Albert said quietly. "In that case, you'll just have to handle it yourself.""Wait, wait, wait!" Jacob immediately became antsy and cried out right then, "Please, Don Albert! I'll return the money! I'll return it, alright?! The entirety of my profits—202 thousand, okay? At least let me keep the money I spent, okay?""By that reasoning, Mr. Wilson, when a phone scammer is told by the cops to return the money they've made from defrauding, should he be allowed to keep the money he spent on telco charges? ""Oh, I…" Jacob was left stumped and could not come up with an answer.Don Albert then pressed on, "Mr. Wilson, I've offered a prom
"Mr. Wilson, what you boys did was truly heinous!" Don Arnold growled. "I scolded Zachary myself when I found out, and I was the one who told him to post that statement!"Jacob was shocked. "But why, Don Arnold? Are you friends with Raymond Cole?""Never met the guy," Don Arnold replied.That left Jacob even more confused. "Then why are you taking his side?""I've been doing my best to clean up my image over the past couple of years," Don Albert replied coolly. "I rarely get involved in mob business or anything illicit, and everyone in Aurous Hill knows that Zachary is my right-hand man, yet he confessed to committing such a heinous crime behind my back. What is that if not sullying my reputation?"Jacob was left reeling as he didn't expect Don Albert to be so serious, but he quickly explained, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect it to affect you so terribly… It's all Zachary's fault! I wouldn't have been aware that Raymond had returned at all, but he just had to tell me and come up with
At this point, Don Albert could very well be Jacob's personal messiah.Even if he did threaten Zachary with calling Charlie persistently, he actually wouldn't dare call Charlie.After all, how would he start explaining that he was involved in a crime? And telling Charlie was basically telling his daughter—what would they think of him after this? Would he ever be able to hold his head high in the family again?As such, his only option now was to ask Don Albert and see if he would help.What he didn't know was that Don Albert was with Charlie, who had already anticipated Jacob's move.When Jacob realized he couldn't stop Zachary, Jacob would find someone who could, and Don Albert was the best man for the job!To no surprise, Don Albert's phone soon started ringing with a call from Jacob.Don Albert didn't answer right away, however, instead turning toward Charlie as he asked gingerly, "So, shall I stick to your script, Master Wade?"Seeing Charlie nod, he pressed on, "Should I
As soon as Jacob sent the voice message, Mr. Bay called.Jacob quickly answered, asking nervously, "How are things over there, Mr. Bay?""How, you ask…?" Mr. Bay sighed in exasperation. "The entire Calligraphy and Painting Association was demanding your dismissal as soon as Zachary Evans posted his statement, thinking that you have no business being the administrative vice president let alone have a place in the association."Even those officials came asking me questions, and you know how they are—gossipers, every last one of them, always finding out about the juicy stuff instantly even if it's really no big deal. The only excuse I have to stop them is that we don't have the facts, but this issue still needs to be taken care of."So, be straight with me. Were you a part of this? If you don't, do you have any definitive evidence that can refute Zachary's claims?""I… Uh…" Jacob stammered, unable to answer.He certainly wanted to say no, but he had no evidence to back himself up.
Jacob bellowed furiously, "Raymond Cole made over 19 million dollars! From my bronze sculpture! Yet you're telling me to refund that 300 thousand too?! You're just fucking with me, aren't you?!""Well, if you don't like it, just do what you like, then," Zachary replied calmly and quickly hung up before Jacob could answer.Jacob was left twitching and shaking endlessly, and there was no telling if it was from rage or fear.Beside him, Elaine quickly asked, "What did Zachary say, dear? Can he get that bronze sculpture back?"Caught by surprise at her question, Jacob flinched, and his phone slipped out of his grasp.As it seemed to hover in the air, he tried to catch it twice but failed, but Elaine managed to grab it.It was then that she noticed that he was sweating all over his face, and she promptly asked, "What's wrong, dear?"Coming to his senses, Jacob's eyes went wide with rage. "Zachary is trying to kill me! He leaked the whole thing to his Twitter page—it's like he's pulli