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Utterly amazed, Graham gawked at Timothy. He had consulted other experts before, yet they merely used magnifying glasses to check for modern manufacturing traces and couldn't even provide a definitive answer. Now, seeing how knowledgeable Timothy was, he was flabbergasted. Xavier and Yvonne were equally impressed. They had already been shocked when Timothy helped them resolve the mysterious throne issue for their family, but they certainly hadn't expected him to be an expert in appraisal as well. Timothy was truly impressive. Xavier glanced at his granddaughter, Yvonne, and an idea crossed his mind. Perhaps introducing her to Timothy could be an excellent idea.While Graham was carefully examining the mirror, he suddenly exclaimed, "There is indeed a butterfly mark!"Timothy shrugged. "Then it's real. This mirror is worth at least 20 million dollars." With renewed respect, Graham met Timothy's gaze and discarded his previous scornful tone. "You're truly remarkable, Mr. Ye
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Just then, Timothy came out of the restroom and spotted them in front of Graham's private room. Stunned, he realized it was Charlotte Shaw, the one who broke off her engagement with him that day. Why was she here?As Timothy walked over to Charlotte, she heard his footsteps and turned to look. She was taken aback when she realized that he was heading toward the private room.Visibly confused, she frowned and asked, "Timothy? What are you doing here?"Timothy narrowed his eyes. He eyed her and replied nonchalantly, "So it's you, Ms. Shaw. Why can't I be here?"Both Zachary and Yara were equally stunned. They turned toward Charlotte and asked, "Lottie, who's this? His name sounds familiar."Charlotte furrowed her brows. "Mom, Dad, he's the one I broke off my engagement with."Snapping back to her senses, Yara sized Timothy up and frowned upon seeing his attire. "Is he the trash collector you mentioned that day?"Charlotte bit her lip and nodded while Yara rolled her eyes, disdai
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Charlotte's expression changed drastically as Timothy opened the door. "Timothy, are you out of your mind?"She instinctively reached out to him, but it was too late. The door was already open, and the room's interior immediately came into view. Seeing that Graham and the Sterlings were inside, Charlotte paled. She broke into a cold sweat and stammered, "Mr. Quigley, I'm really sorry. We didn't mean to interrupt."Yara was equally petrified. Her expression turned ashen as she forced a smile and quavered, "Mr. Quigley, please don't blame us. We didn't do it; this brat was the one with the audacity to barge into your room!"She looked at Timothy and screeched, "You son of a bitch! Apologize to Mr. Quigley now!"Noting Graham's frown, she grew horrified and urged, "You brat, are you deaf? Apologize to Mr. Quigley right now!"Charlotte's palms grew sweaty when she noticed Timothy's lack of response. "Timothy, are you out of your mind? Hurry up and apologize to the mayor now!" she
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"Now, do you still think I'm stalking your daughter?"At his words, Yara's face instantly flushed in embarrassment. Her face soon turned pale as she lowered her head. A wave of humiliation engulfed her, and so was Charlotte.She gritted her teeth and similarly lowered her head, no longer daring to look at Timothy. Her body trembled as shame slowly infiltrated her mind. She was so confident and blatant in accusing him of stalking her.Timothy looked at the quiet family of three and calmly uttered, "If there's nothing else, please leave the room with your family, Ms. Shaw."Taken aback, Charlotte was too embarrassed to linger and unhesitantly headed out. Yara and Zachary frantically followed suit, and the family of three finally left.Timothy shook his head and mumbled, "What a conceited family." Charlotte had just stepped out of the private room when hearing his words. She froze briefly, then quickened her steps.In the private room, Graham asked with a faint smile, "What's your r
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Xavier smiled and asked, "What are you thinking, my dear Yvonne?"Yvonne suppressed the emotion in her eyes and forced a smile. "Nothing, Grandpa. Let me send you home.""You can't hide it from me; I know you're interested in Timothy. Sometimes, it takes initiation to get what you want. You can't rely on the men to pursue you. That'd be unrealistic."For a man like Timothy, you need to approach him, or nothing will ever happen. That's all I'll say, so just think about it."Xavier left the private room, yet Yvonne remained in place absent-mindedly.…Sitting in the car outside Astral House, the Shaws were quiet, creating a tense atmosphere.At last, Yara piped up, her tone full of bewilderment. "Lottie, how… How did Timothy know Graham Quigley? Not even our family gets to connect with him, so how did he…" She sighed heavily, her thoughts unclear.Charlotte shook her head, looking disheartened. "I don't know either… I was so sure he was a child of a trash collector. Five families
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Two black-suited bouncers guarded the luxurious bar entrance. Their gazes visibly lit up when they saw the white Bentley, which was rare at this place.What shocked them even more was the person who exited the car. Timothy's appearance seemed oddly out of place with the vehicle. Shouldn't an owner of such a luxurious car be at least dapper and rich?Yet, Timothy, standing before them, didn't fit the description. His shabby jacket, washed-out jeans, and cheap sneakers were at odds with the expensive car. They would've assumed he was a construction worker had he not gotten out of the car before them.He arrived before the bouncers with a smile and tapped their shoulders. "Take care of my car. Thanks.""Got it!" The bouncers subconsciously blurted and were stunned by their reactions. Before they realized it, Timothy had entered the bar. The two locked eyes and wondered why they had allowed him in.…The night sky sank across Lormford City, and the flashing neon lights revealed the c
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One of them pulled out a pocket knife, fiddling with it, and said with a smile, "One last chance, bro. Leave now, and we won't have to get physical."Nancy gazed arrogantly at Timothy and sniggered, assuming she had the upper hand. To her surprise, Timothy looked at her like she was a fool and shook his head, murmuring, "Where did this insane chick come from? She looks like her brain was fried.""You fucking asshole. I'm going to kill you!" She couldn't suppress her anger and swung her hand toward his face.However, he seized her hand in time and pivoted it across her face using her backhand, creating a crisp slap!Nancy screamed and retreated a few steps. She covered her cheek and roared, "How dare you hit me! I'll kill you! Get him, Zeke!"The few punks encircled Timothy, while the young man, Ezekiel Hughes, warned grimly, "Gentleman, let's settle this with a compensation of 50 thousand dollars. Once you do, you'll get to keep your legs."Revealing a smirk, Timothy stared at th
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Timothy had just gotten to his feet when Bianca smiled gently, saying, "Hey, cute guy. I suggest you sit further away.""What do you mean?"Her gaze was gentle when she looked at him. "I'm glad to meet a connoisseur like you tonight. You're the first who had two consecutive glasses of my Bloody Skull cocktail. So, I hope to see you safely walking out of that door tonight. Take my advice, and find another seat."Timothy raised an eyebrow slightly, clueless to the meaning behind her words. Bianca gave no further explanation but a sweet smile at him. Subsequently, she left the bar counter and approached Kyle.At that moment, Timothy turned solemn as he caught the gist of what was happening."Where did this bitch come from? Get the fuck away from us!"She had just neared them when Timothy heard an irate scolding. He quietly sat down and observed the scenario.Bianca smilingly arrived before the group and looked at Kyle, the blonde dude in the middle. A thought sprouted in Timothy's
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