If the golden cup is genuine, Nora Scott could turn a blind eye. As soon as the golden cup is returned to Evelyn Winter, she can act as if nothing happened.
Sotis, there’s no need to be too serious.
Robert Durant’s rise to power wasn’t all that clean, and the things he did in private would make the average person shiver with fear once a bit investigated.
Nora Scott doesn’t play the "Heroic Thief," but she doesn’t judge others who do.
However, if the golden cup is a fake—
The situation takes on a different nature.
At the very least, we need to determine whether Evelyn Winter was wrongfully blad.
"Are you free this morning?"
As soon as the call connected, Nora Scott directly asked.
"Depends on the situation." Joseph Sutton imdiately saw through Nora Scott’s intentions and responded just as directly, "If it’s too much trouble, then I don’t have ti."
No one visits the Temple of Three Treasures without reason.
Nora Scott had never invited him out for morning tea before.
"I need your help to take a look." Nora said, "A golden artifact from the Tang-Song period."
Joseph responded indifferently, "Grandpa always hopes you’ll seek him out."
"The kind that can’t be shown to him."
"..."
Joseph understood, falling silent for a mont.
Eventually, he asked, "Where?"
*
Sir Sutton was once part of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee, known for his sharp eye, with only a few errors early in his career, but none in the many decades since.
If Sir Sutton could be asked to appraise it, naturally it would be best, ensuring a 100% accurate judgnt.
Unfortunately, the golden cup’s provenance wasn’t clean...
So they could only rely on Joseph Sutton.
However, Nora Scott and Michael Quinn grew up learning a lot from Sir Sutton, and ordinary antiques wouldn’t fool them.
Joseph Sutton, being his direct grandson, naturally had even more capabilities.
What’s more, he was called a young genius from a young age, possessing photographic mory, and he loved to study and explore, having read through all the family’s books and mastered a solid base of knowledge.
Unless the counterfeit was extrely well done, there would typically be no mistakes if Joseph Sutton was on the case.
The sunlight shone brightly outside, filling the room with light and silence.
Nora Scott, supporting her chin with one hand and crossing her legs, sat idly on the chair watching Joseph Sutton and the golden cup.
Waiting is the most torturous thing.
And she, by nature, had no patience.
"How is it?"
As soon as Joseph Sutton put down the golden cup, Nora couldn’t help but ask.
Joseph Sutton took off his gloves, pushed up his glasses with his fingers, and said, "It’s a fake."
"How certain are you?"
"Completely sure."
"Oh."
Nora raised an eyebrow.
She was seventy percent sure, so she wasn’t really surprised.
However, knowing Evelyn Winter didn’t steal the real item and was wrongfully blad, she couldn’t help but feel perplexed.
Under his glasses, Joseph Sutton’s gaze ca through, calm with a hint of scrutiny.
Putting his gloves back in his pocket, Joseph looked at Nora and asked, word by word, "Just last month a golden cup was stolen in Sand Delta. How did its counterfeit end up with you?"
Pedro Langley handed Nora a glass of water as he ca over.
After taking a sip of water, Nora laughed softly, "Since it’s a fake, then it’s just for fun."
"..."
Calmly looking at her, Joseph Sutton made a motion to take out his phone.
Nora narrowed her eyes, "What are you doing?"
"Calling Grandpa."
"..." With a twitch at the corner of her lips, Nora said speechlessly, "Are you this idle?"
Joseph Sutton rarely ddles in her affairs.
Even though he sotis knew what was going on, he generally turned a blind eye, always saying he didn’t know when Sir Sutton asked.
In such a situation, normally, Joseph would leave after appraising without further questions.
Today was sowhat unusual...
Facing her question, Joseph uncharacteristically didn’t brush her off and explained seriously, "My thesis has been completed, and I have lots of free ti now."
Nora: "..." Blatant lie.
"Michael and Sir Easton both advised." Three seconds later, Joseph spoke the truth, "Not letting you end up in jail is on my life plan now."
Stunned for a mont, Nora turned her head to Pedro Langley, "Should we beat him up?"
"..."
Pedro Langley took a sip of tea, suppressing a smile with effort.
However, the mont his lips curled up, Nora caught it keenly.
"Damn."
Nora cursed irritably.
How is it that to these people, she seems like soone who could stray into dangerous paths at any mont?
Hasn’t she caused enough trouble for so many years without actually killing anyone?
Isn’t that keeping a good asure?
"It wasn’t ." Nora admitted helplessly, then pointed to Pedro Langley standing slightly to the side, "He can testify."
"Hmm."
Pedro Langley nodded in cooperation.
Joseph didn’t respond.
Given her candidness and skill in acting, Nora likely wasn’t lying.
Nora asked, "How do you know about the golden cup being stolen?"
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