"Dad, this stone was cut by William Cole..."
Ruth Dawn blushed, feeling the weird glances from people nearby.
Even she felt that Archie Dawn was exaggerating, but she held her tongue as he was her father.
Archie Dawn sneered, "What do you mean 'he cut it'?"
"Are you trying to argue that William Cole is part of the Dawn family?"
"Did he marry into our Dawn family?"
"His every move belongs to the Dawn family, including this chunk of superb Emperor Green that he cut!"
"Would he have had a chance to be at Beautiful Salvage if our Dawn family hadn't let him marry in?"
"And thus, would he have had a chance to cut this superb Emperor Green?"
Archie Dawn wore a face of self-righteousness.
The customers in Beautiful Salvage were stunned. They had seen shameless people before, but none as shameless as Archie Dawn!
A middle-aged man in the crowd could not stand it anymore, "Mr. Dawn, surely you still have some dignity in the Capital City antique market, right?"