Walter sighed without commenting further. They’d used me all those years ago. What’s the point of holding on to the grudge until now?
After their meal, Theodore personally escorted Jared to Jausden Auction House to prevent Sean from finding trouble with Jared.
Jared sensed the movement of spiritual energy upon setting foot in the exhibition hall. Though faint, it was enough to prove that there were indeed some authentic artifacts amongst the exhibits.
The vast space was filled with glass cabinets containing every antique one could imagine. Glittering under the yellow fluorescent bulbs, they told stories of their origins.
“Mr. Chance!”
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