“What thief?” Yvonne asked curiously as she overheard the Palmer sisters’ sneers.

Daisy smiled and said, “Yvonne, didn’t you hear? Darryl stole someone’s handphone yesterday. You’d better stay away from that thief.”

Yvonne smiled, not believing a single word. Darryl stealing phones? This was the funniest thing she ever heard.

He could live comfortably for the rest of his life just by relying on his skill in authenticating antiques and artifacts. Why would he steal phones?

Darryl ignored Daisy, completely engrossed in examining the piece of jade.

“There is a carving of a foreigner playing a musical instrument. If I’m right, this should be from the jade carving of it. This jade is a gem, estimated to be worth roughly around one and a half million or so.”

Lily’s face was filled with admiration as she heard Darryl’s analysis. “Darryl, you’re wonderful!” she cheered.

How did she not know sooner that he knew so much about antiques?

Yvonne was equally in awe as well. Even her father