"Uncle Frederic, I'm here to visit you."

Lillian said with a broad smile.

"Visit me? You're here for my antiques, aren't you? Hahahaha..."

Frederic burst into laughter once he finished speaking.

Even though he said so, Frederic did not mind and quickly said, "I just got a new collection of antiques a few days ago. Some of them are quite interesting. You can take them if you like them."

"How is that appropriate?"

Lillian said bashfully.

"Oh, we're a family. I don't have many years left to live. If I don't give you my things, am I supposed to take them into my grave with me?"

Frederic spoke his mind nonchalantly.

However, it bothered Lillian, and she quickly said, "Uncle Frederic, don't talk nonsense. You've got many years to live!"

"You're such a sweet-talker."

Frederic was so happy that he was smiling ear to ear.

The customers seemed to know Lillian as they came over to greet her.

"It's you, Ms. Townsend. You haven't been to Old Master Douglas' antique shop in a long time.