Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

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, “Come over and take a look at this piece of jade. Is it good?”

“OK.” 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, “The color and texture of this pendant are good, it’s a rare piece of good jade.”

“Hahaha, son, you’ve gotten even smarter.” 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, “Want to have some?”

“Mr. Butler, you asked me over...” Matthew looked down, and took a sip - it was some good coffee.

The entire study looked magnificent. Compared with Matthew’s 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.

awe every

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. Matthew’s slender fingers were playing with the cup in his hand, and he

heads-up. At the cocktail party tomorrow,

had only a handful of time in

lightly on the chair, seeming to look beyond Matthew, “I’m getting older,

Malinda Roach...

the teacup down, his expression changed

Matthew had met her before. Malinda didn’t have the arrogant and

Matthew couldn’t help