Mr. Butler was already 70 years old this year, but he was still nimble and intelligent. He saw Matthew walk in, so he waved at the housekeeper to tell him to get out and he said, âCome over and take a look at this piece of jade. Is it good?â
âOK.â Matthew went over there with his head down. He took over the very delicate jade pendant polished by Mr. Butler. He felt the special texture and temperature of the ancient jade in his hand, and his fingertips stayed in the center of the jade pendant. Then he looked at Mr. Butler, âThe color and texture of this pendant are good, itâs a rare piece of good jade.â
âHahaha, son, youâve gotten even smarter.â Mr. Butler stroked his chin with satisfaction. His white beard made him even more amiable.
Mr. Butler told Matthew to sit down, and poured him some coffee, âWant to have some?â
âMr. Butler, you asked me over...â Matthew looked down, and took a sip - it was some good coffee.
The entire study looked magnificent. Compared with Matthewâs study room, this room felt warm and comfortable with its somehow old-fashioned decorations.. Being in such a study room, it was as if you had traveled through thousands of years of history and returned to the old Tripitaka Library.
Matthew was in awe every time he visited.
Even he had to admire Mr. Butler's contribution to the jade world in his life. Mr. Butler was not only the president of the Jade Association in Oakshire -
his reputation went much farther. Matthewâs slender fingers were playing with the cup in his hand, and he was gradually drowning in his thoughts.
âJust a heads-up. At the cocktail party tomorrow, I will be announcing my return.â
âYes?â Mr. Butler had always been participating in activities abroad before, and he had only a handful of time in the country, so why... âSuch a random decision?â
âHaha, you brat. Isnât it great that I am back now?â A complex emotion flashed in the eyes of Mr. Butler. He stroked his beard, and rocked lightly on the chair, seeming to look beyond Matthew, âIâm getting older, and Iâm always looking to come back to my home. Besides, the kids are grown up now, itâs time... Right, did you meet Malinda?â
Malinda Roach...
Matthew leaned back in the chair lazily, put the teacup down, his expression changed slightly, but Mr. Butler didnât realize it.
Malinda was the daughter of Mr. Butlerâs daughter and the young master of the Roach family. She wasnât active at parties and gatherings. But because of Mr. Butler, Matthew had met her before. Malinda didnât have the arrogant and domineering attitude of other celebrity daughters. Instead, she was kind and gentle, like a fairy who was not stained with the world.
Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant ï¤Chapter 126 What Do You Want From Me Accidental love II ï¤Chapter 100 Youâre So Kind Mysterious Mr.Richard ï¤Chapter122 Richard's Stepmother Even Matthew couldnât help but praise her.
âI met her before.â Matthew replied.
When he got an affirmative answer, Mr. Butler stroked his beard and laughed. In addition to studying jade and antiques in his life, he loved his little daughter and granddaughter the most!
âThis child was now old enough for marriage. I asked you to come here today to help her find someone who can be the perfect fit for my grandson-in-
law. I trust you.â Mr. Butler said with a smile.
Matthew nodded quickly and agreed. How could there be any reason to turn down Mr. Butler?
Two hours flew by, and finally, Matthew and Mr. Butler finished their conversation. The sky grew dark over the earth, like the caressing hands of an old man. Matthew got out of the Country Garden mansion and saw Curtis suddenly coming towards him, with a heavy look on his face, âBad news, Mr. Grant. Mrs. Grant went missing.â