It was Roman York who broke the stunned silence first, his face darkening into a mask of righteous indignation. He stepped toward Liam, his voice dropping into a low, threatening growl. "Who the hell are you to stroll in here and call my family heirloom a fake? Do you have any idea how many generations this has been in the York family?"
Caleb Crawford, the supposed high-rolling collector, cast a long, calculating look at Liam. His composed facade was starting to c***k, and a flicker of unease danced in his eyes.
Suddenly, one of the local antique shop owners in the crowd pointed a finger at Liam, his voice booming with sudden recognition. "Wait a minute! I knew I recognized that face! Isn't that the 'useless stray' from the Montgomery household? The one who married into the family and sp
