She pointed at which items to throw away, and he immediately jumped out to stop the servants.
His face grew darker and his blue veins throbbed slightly.
"Not this one! This is my most precious vase!"
He snatched the porcelain back from the servant and held it tightly in his arms.
"That one can't be moved either! That was painted by Hayden!"
The servants were blocked by him and couldn't continue working; they could only stand aside waiting for Selene to speak.
Selene slyly winked at Zane.
Her gesture was so subtle that almost no one noticed.
But Zane instantly caught the signal.
Zane understood immediately and went over to pester Evan Sinclair.
He deliberately slowed his pace, blocking Evan Sinclair's way.
"Loser, we can have a good chat."
Evan Sinclair's eyes chilled, his pupils contracted.
He instantly tensed up.
"You still dare to touch me?"
Zane continued smiling, deftly sidestepping to easily avoid the incoming punch.
"Too slow."
