At the same time.

Xynthia Zimmer arrived at a well-known antique market in Buckwood.

When it comes to the Yates preparing a gift for Grandma Yates, naturally the gift couldn’t be anything ordinary.

Xynthia held the card given to her by Mandy, all set to find something meaningful in the market.

Not long after, she set her eyes on a pair of porcelain bowls on the cashier desk. She scrutinized them carefully, about to pose a few questions regarding the bowls.

Right then, two men walked up from the side.

One of them pressed the porcelain bowl Xynthia was scrutinizing. The other said to the front desk worker, “We want these porcelain bowls.”

“Hey! Don’t you know the rule of ‘first come first serve’ in a business? Can’t you see that I wanted these first?”

Xynthia instantly yelled.

The two men turned their heads. They had facial features similar to Americans, but with sleek hair and powdered faces.

One of them sized Xynthia up. He spoke English with a foreign accent, “Young lady, t