Zane stiffened at Arthur’s question. He had no proof. If he did, he would have already used it to humiliate Arthur without hesitation. But the fact remained—the gemstone had been sold to someone else. How could he possibly convince the buyer to part with it in just a few days? Did this even need verification? Just as he was about to argue back, he saw Arthur pull out his phone. Arthur raised his voice. "Does anyone know how to contact the most renowned appraiser in Seacity?" The room fell into a stunned silence before erupting in murmurs. He was actually asking for the appraiser’s contact info in front of everyone? Was he really planning to have the gemstone appraised on the spot? How could he be so bold? No—hadn’t Zane just claimed that the gemstone had already been sold? Could it be that Zane had gotten the wrong information? Was there another side to this story? Watching Arthur remain so composed, even calling for an appraiser to verify the gem, Zane felt a wave of panic. No! He has to be bluffing. There’s no way he’d actually bring in an appraiser to verify the gemstone! The gemstone was something Maris had been keeping an eye on recently. Zane himself had also been interested in its investment potential and had participated in the auction. But in the end, a man had outbid him and taken it home. He had mentioned this to his family after returning home, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it since. Today, his main goal was to use this estate to humiliate Arthur. But the moment he stepped inside and saw the matching rings on Arthur and Ashley’s fingers—crafted from that very gemstone—Zane had nearly burst into laughter. What a stroke of luck! Now that he had pieced it together, his confidence returned. Deliberately raising his voice, he said, “Seacity’s most famous appraiser? Everyone knows that’s Mr. Jackson!” At the mention of Mr. Jackson, the crowd immediately voiced their agreement. Jackson Roberts—the most renowned appraiser in Seacity. More importantly, he was known for his unwavering integrity. If something was real, he would confirm it without hesitation. If it was fake, he would expose it on the spot. No favoritism. No deception. He would never bend the truth.That was precisely why he remained at the top of the appraisal industry. Hearing Zane invoke Mr. Jackson’s name, the audience grew even more excited. They had anticipated that Arthur and the Gibson family would be rattled at the mention of Mr. Jackson. But to their surprise, Spencer pulled out his phone as well and said loudly, “Arthur, I happen to have Mr. Jackson’s number. I’ll call him for you!” Arthur nodded without hesitation. “I’d appreciate that, Dad.” Arthur addressed him as "Dad" so naturally, unaffected by Zane's earlier remarks or the murmurs from the crowd. Spencer’s expression shifted instantly. His joy was almost palpable, his face lighting up with pride. He responded eagerly, “Yes! Yes! Good boy, I’ll call him right now.” His hands were practically trembling with excitement. When he had entrusted Ashley to Arthur, he was the one who asked Arthur to address him as Dad. But now, Arthur had said it on his own. And so naturally, too! This time, it felt completely different. Spencer’s joy was unmistakable, overflowing in his expression, completely untouched by the chaos that had unfolded just moments before, with no trace of his earlier concerns remaining. The crowd exchanged glances, unable to hide their confusion. At first, when the Gibson family stayed so calm, everyone assumed they were just keeping up appearances—avoiding a public confrontation with Arthur. But now? Arthur had merely addressed Spencer as Dad, yet Spencer looked absolutely overjoyed. Was he really this unaffected by everything that had just happened? Could it be that Spencer already knew Arthur’s gemstone was fake, his clothes were counterfeit, and the estate wasn’t really his? That didn’t make sense. Even if Spencer had known in advance, Arthur’s so-called exposure should have embarrassed him. Even if he chose not to lash out in public, he shouldn’t be this unfazed. Could there be something more to this—something we didn’t know? A heavy silence settled over the room.The only sound was the steady beep-beep of Spencer’s phone as he made the call. Nancy stood quietly beside him, her mind wandering as she heard Arthur refer to Spencer as Dad. When will he finally call me Mom? Arthur was composed, principled, and decisive, yet kind at heart. Nancy had genuinely grown fond of him. Even if Arthur wasn’t Ashley’s boyfriend or future fiancé, Nancy would have still insisted on making him part of the family once she got to know him! The call connected quickly. Jackson didn’t ask any questions. The moment he saw Spencer’s name on the screen, he agreed without hesitation. Now, all that was left was to wait. Maris’s gaze shifted to Arthur’s clothes before he suddenly spoke up. “Mr. Jackson isn’t just an expert in gemstones—he also specializes in high-end fashion authentication. Why don’t we have him take a look at your outfit while he’s here?” Stephen immediately chimed in, “Exactly! Mr. Gray, since you’re so confident, you won’t mind having your clothes authenticated too, right?”