“Ignorant fool making irresponsible remarks! I’m tired of arguing with you!”

Charles Zarate glared at Harvey York, then moved his sights to Shane Naiswell.

“Shane, you’re the patriarch of appraising treasury. Everyone would believe what you say if you’d appraise the painting.”

“That’s right, Master Naiswell! Do your thing!”

“Yeah! Don’t let this live-in son-in-law insult President Zarate’s reputation!”

“We believe that Master Naiswell, with your stature and identity, you won’t judge carelessly.”

Shane gazed into Charles’ eyes, then fumbled around for a magnifying glass and started to look closely into the painting.

After a moment, he quietly spoke, “The vigorous tiger in the painting looks really vivid and mighty… From this standpoint, this must be a real painting, no doubt.”

“Wha…”

The whole crowd was shocked beyond belief!

The live-in son-in-law gave his blind analysis speech like he knew what he was talking about, the result wasn’t even that bad!

But how could it possibly