Chapter 363

Without wasting time, the four of them split into two cars and headed straight to Windmere's top-tier antique market. Unlike ordinary markets, every item here was the real deal. Fakes or knockoffs didn't stand a chance-get caught selling one, and you'd be booted out for good, never allowed back. Not only did locals love it, but rich folks from all over Aurelia knew to swing by when they were in town-and most left happy. This place had great pieces galore, the only question was whether your wallet was thick enough. The market sat in the heart of the old town, one of the best-preserved historic districts in Windmere. Walking in felt like stepping into a time machine. Juliet looked around, everything caught her eye-she was practically buzzing from excitement. Meanwhile, Leslie hardly paused. The glittering display of jewels, jade, and ancient collectibles barely held her gaze. When Juliet felt like all that walking might just shave down her legs, Leslie finally pointed at a small sculptur