Chapter - 101

As soon as he heard the voice, Charlie turned around to look for its source. He saw a young man wearing a white linen suit and a pair of black cloth shoes walking toward the stall. There were all sorts of bracelets on his hand. It was broad daylight and sunny, he was wearing a pair of antique gold-rimmed glasses with two round black lenses. The young man’s glasses looked like the type of glasses young children would wear during the Qing Dynasty in China.

About four to five bodyguards were walking behind the young man, and compared to the young master, the bodyguards looked more fierce and evil, driving everyone around to move away quickly in order to avoid causing any trouble.

“Oh, it’s Mr. Quinton!”

The owner of the stall widened his eyes and started smiling as soon as he saw the young man. After that, flattering words came out of his mouth as though he was a tap with running water flowing from it. “Mr. Quinton, why didn’t you tell me in advance that you were going to be coming today? I would have gone out and walked you in.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. I am just here to have a look around Antique Street today,” The young man replied as he waved his hand impatiently.

He strode forward before looking at the pebble in Charlie’s hand. He then raised his head and said, “Zachary, pack this pebble up for me. I am buying it. I want to buy a paperweight for my father’s desk and this seems like the perfect fit.”

“This…” The owner of the stall looked at Charlie in embarrassment before he continued speaking. “Mr. Quinton, this is really unfortunate, but this brother has already bought the pebble. In fact, there is nothing special about it. It has only ever been used as a paperweight and it does not hold any significance at all. I have specially reserved some better and more precious antiques for you. What do you see in that worthless pebble, anyway? You deserve something that is more befitting of your status.”