“This…”

Charles Zarate froze in place. Even he thought that the watch was real. He did not know that a fake watch could be counterfeited to this extent. At that moment, his face turned as sour as a lemon.

Charles and Luis Zarate would not admit it. They were awfully conceited and did not even consider identifying the antique on the simplest step. If they did, they might not have misjudged about the antique.

“I wasn’t even appraising the antique myself. I would be done distinguishing the authenticity in under a minute if things like these were in my hands!”

Luis was grinding his teeth and he was not convinced. He did not want to admit that he had lost.

In his eyes, this so-called loss was because of Shane Naiswell’s preset rules. If it weren’t for that, how could he have mistaken this fake watch for a real one?

‘This wretched-looking tramp, Harvey York, only won because he was lucky. Even Shane was standing by his side, making me look bad.’

“One more round! There’s no way I’ll lo