Trippy grinned. "I mean, just look at my stall—ain't no way I'm getting any business here. Why not let me check out this item of yours? And see how interested they are? I'm really interested in learning and upping my game."

Then, as if worried that Raymond would refuse, he quickly added, "Don't worry—I promise to stay in a corner and just watch."

Still, Raymond could guess right then that someone must have sent Trippy to spy on him.

It didn't matter whether it was Mick, Jacob, or Zachary either—they were all in this plot together, and one knowing meant all three knowing.

Trippy was a gossiper in nature. If he was allowed to witness the whole process, everyone down Antique Street would definitely know before long.

In fact, he could use someone like that right now, and Trippy had come straight to his doorstep.

With that in mind, Raymond smiled, "Come join me if you're interested. It's not like there's anything to hide…"

Pausing, he then warned Trippy, "But since you're going in my