It was nighttime in Dubai as Jacob dragged his weary body from the hotel back to the airport.

As he was flying economy this time, he was left sitting at the hard bench near the boarding terminal, waiting for it to open.

While he waited, his heart was torn as he tapped into the website of the Aurous Hill Charity Fund, found their donation account, and wired the entire 300 thousand he had made over to them.

He had picked the Aurous Hill Charity Fund because the circles of antique collectors in Aurous Hill were all discussing how Raymond had donated half of the 20 million he had made to that same charity fund.

After Raymond skyrocketed to prominence in Antique Street and became a star, it could not be denied that people admired his profound ability.

However, there were also people who envied his skill in turning the tables just as there were those who were jealous he had made twenty million in a single night.

Still, Raymond moved fast—soon after word spread that he had made twenty m