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If William Davis continued, it would naturally mean that he had tacitly agreed to having to pay a price for this!

"That wild dog, Oliver Walker, stole one of my famous paintings. It must be at home now!"

William Davis's eyes flashed with disdain as he said, "As long as you can get it back, find a counterfeit shop and replace it with a fake 'Kiss of Judas', that would be a mission complete."

 "But ..."

 "You have to give me the real painting before tomorrow night!"

 That's right!

 If he was too late…..

It would cause a big problem. They could not be delay until the morning of the day after tomorrow, which would be Ma'am Davis's birthday.

 "Kiss of Judas?"

Isaac Davis felt that the name sounded familiar but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. Then, his face turned stiff. "That is a valuable antique painting. You will have to tell me what you can give me in exchange for that!"