Love's Redemption

The tools were not like everyday groceries that everyone needed. So, my first thought was that she was also buying them for Zack.

Chris had confidently assured me just a few days ago that he would make Jewel leave the company and never involve her again. Yet, here she was, even planning to attend Zack's birthday.

It was wise of me not to believe his words.

Jewel was examining the set the owner had brought over with a knowledgeable air. She hadn't noticed me, and I had no desire to interact with her, so I pretended not to see her and turned back to my own selection.

"Boss, are you sure this is the best? I need to give it to someone very important, so don't make me look bad," Jewel said to the owner.

"Ms. Massey, 'the best' is subjective. There's always something better, right? But I guarantee this will be presentable and won't make you lose face," the owner explained skillfully.

"True, but I want to make sure it's the best," Jewel emphasized. She clearly cared a lot about the recipient.

"Only I sell the best brushes in Hilcord. So, this set is definitely top-notch," the owner assured her with a smile. "The recipient will know you put a lot of thought into it."

"That's good," Jewel paused. "I'm giving it to my future father-in-law."

Her words made me shudder. Was she officially dating Chris now?

If that were the case, why was Chris still trying to undermine the company I was working at? What kind of madness was this?

Shaking my head in disbelief, I continued browsing. None of the items on display caught my eye.

Just as I was about to give up, a set of brushes in a corner of the lower cabinet caught my attention. Without thinking, I said, "Mr. Robertson, I'd like to see this set."

"Help yourself. Pick whatever you like," the owner replied casually.

Eager to inspect it, I opened the cabinet and took out the set. As I was about to examine it closely, Jewel appeared beside me.

"Are you also giving it to Zack?" Jewel asked.

Her first words indicated that her attention was on me, but I didn't look at her. I continued to scrutinize the set in my hands.

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Having spent ten years in the Gildon estate, especially when I first joined and Zack had me accompany him in calligraphy, I had learned a fair bit about brushes.

"Yes," I replied indifferently to Jewel.

But the next second, she said, "I've already reserved the best set for Zack, so... you should pick something else. It wouldn't look good if we both gave the same gift and..."

She paused for a few seconds, "Besides, I'm giving the best, and if yours isn't as good, Zack might think you didn't put enough thought into it."

Hah!

I wanted to laugh. Was she looking out for me?

The set in my hands was very good. Even though it looked plain, I felt it matched Zack's age and temperament perfectly—simple yet elegant.

This was the unique quality of scholarly items. They didn't need to look flashy to attract attention.

Jewel's tone made me decide instantly. "Mr. Robertson, please wrap up this set for me."

After speaking, I finally looked at Jewel, who seemed quite displeased and even a bit angry.

"Ms. Massey, you give your gift, and I'll give mine. You don't need to worry about whether mine looks good or bad. Besides..." I smiled, "If mine looks a bit plain, it will only make you, the future daughter-in-law, look even more thoughtful, right?"

Jewel's fair face turned red instantly. At that moment, I realized her earlier conversation with the owner was just to save face.