Looking around, it was filled with calligraphy, paintings, antiques, and books. The scholarly atmosphere of the study was completely different from the simple and monotonous living room. Although Ernesto Scott started anew and worked independently of the Scott family, he didn’t completely break ties with them, so his children often interacted with the Scott family. The Scott family initially made their fortune in interior design, switching to the antique business twenty years ago. Consequently, the descendants are also influenced by this, and even Oliver Scott has some understanding of antiques and calligraphy. Although Oliver Scott didn’t claim to be able to determine authenticity at a glance, he could generally tell the quality of most antiques and paintings. Everything he laid eyes on was so stunning that even his hair seemed to be trembling. The paintings on the wall, some genuine and some counterfeit, ranged in quality from famous to unheard-of, but directly on the opposite wall hung the "Ten Thousand Rivers and Mountains," which Oliver Scott had personally seen before and could confirm was genuine. This "Ten Thousand Rivers and Mountains" was created by the famous calligrapher and painter, Bernardo Quinn. His grandfather, Aaron Scott, cherished it dearly and had once taken him to visit Bernardo Quinn personally to purchase the painting at a high price. Despite offering an eight-figure sum, they were asked to leave before finishing a cup of tea. How did such a painting end up in Nora Scott’s study? If Aaron Scott knew his beloved painting was now hanging alongside counterfeit and questionably high-quality works... Oliver Scott silently shed a tear of sympathy in his heart. The side bedroom door opened silently. Marcus Shaw, having heard the commotion in the living room die down, wanted to come out and clean up the "wood shaving scene" he had created. When he stepped out, he found Oliver Scott standing at the study door, like a wooden post, not moving an inch, with no idea where his soul had wandered off to. He wanted to ignore him, but couldn’t hold back. Marcus Shaw stepped forward, but then stopped. He put his hand in his pocket, turned his head, and looked over. With a raised brow, he said coolly, "Seen a ghost?" The sudden question snapped the shocked Oliver Scott back to reality. Gradually recovering, he didn’t mind Marcus Shaw’s teasing tone at all. With a lift of his eyelids, Oliver Scott pointed to the study and honestly shared his thoughts, "Sleeping in such a room is a bit unsettling." Marcus Shaw: "...Madman." Afraid to sleep in a study, looking like he’s been possessed by a ghost, he must sleep on the floor at home?! Regretting his earlier initiative, Marcus Shaw walked towards the pile of tools and wood blocks. As he squatted down, he heard Oliver Scott asking—— "What does your sister do?" Marcus Shaw inexplicably turned his head and saw Oliver Scott licking his lips, his gaze sincere and earnest, without a hint of mockery. He paused, then said indifferently, "Look it up online." Recalling that day’s introduction by Sophie Scott, Oliver Scott asked in surprise, "Is she a celebrity?" Marcus Shaw ignored him and continued tidying up the wood blocks and tools. However, Oliver Scott was relentless and continued to ask, "Nothing else besides that?" After picking up the last piece of wood, Marcus Shaw stood up, a dark aura lingering between his brows. He frowned, his displeased gaze directly meeting Oliver Scott’s. "What exactly do you want to ask?" Marcus Shaw asked coldly. "Your sister’s college major, her job besides being a celebrity..." A heap of questions arose, but under Marcus Shaw’s agitated look, Oliver Scott had to give in with a shrug and directly asked, "Why does her study have so many antiques and paintings?" "Who doesn’t have a bit of antiques and paintings at home?" Marcus Shaw frowned, somewhat puzzled. His dad, who passed away young, had collected a pile and put them all in the study. The thing is, others buy antiques and paintings to appear cultured, and most are forgeries, but in your sister’s home——they’re real! Marcus Shaw initially intended to take the items into the house directly, but seeing Oliver Scott’s mind-boggling expression, he slowly realized. "Can you tell genuine from counterfeit?" Marcus Shaw asked. Feeling like he finally got to the point, Oliver Scott’s pent-up mood finally eased a little. He nodded and said, "Not bad." With a furrowed brow that soon relaxed, Marcus Shaw stepped over, "Are they all real?" "Not entirely..." Stepping half aside, Oliver Scott glanced towards the study, "For traditional calligraphy and paintings, I haven’t specifically studied, can’t recognize them, there should be some counterfeits, but one or two look quite real. As for the ’Ten Thousand Rivers and Mountains’ over there, a work by contemporary calligraphy and painting master Bernardo Quinn, it’s definitely real." For Marcus Shaw, who had no research on these, he glanced roughly and then asked, "What about the ones on the left and right said to be by Fátima and Charlotte Mason?"