At the front entrance of the Larson residence, Howard stepped out of the car with Rachel, each carrying arge gift box.


    The butler, Reynard Cannon, had received word of their visit half an hour ago and greeted them with the utmost respect as he led them inside. He said, "Wee, Mr. Jansen, Mrs. Jansen. Mr. Larson Senior is waiting for you in the main hall. We''ve also informed Mr. Larson


    and Mrs. Larson."


    Both of their expressions stiffened.


    Mrs. Larson? Why was Serena there right now?


    The next moment, Serena returned from her stroll in the garden. She spotted them. immediately and walked over. She nced at the boxes in their arms and raised a brow.


    "Is this the gift for Grandpa?"


    "Of course. We couldn''te empty-handed," Howard replied, beads of sweat forming on his


    forehead.


    He subtly shifted the box in his arms, trying to conceal it. "Nina, I''m not just here to thank the Larson Group for the project but also to put in a good word for you. This is a matter for the elders, so you shouldn''t get involved..."


    However, Serena grew even more intrigued.


    Howard was the kind of man who made a big show out of giving even a simple box of tea. Yet here they were, clutching those heavy boxes as if they had something to hide.


    She studied them closely.


    Judging by their size, they were made for something fragile, like porcin or wood carvings.


    Her brows knitted together at the thought of porcin. She was about to press for details. when Hugh approached from behind her.


    "You''vee all this way to show your gratitude. With such a grand gift, why the secrecy? Go ahead and open it.”


    "This..." Rachel hesitated, casting a cautious nce at Howard.


    Howard avoided Serena''s gaze, his guilt evident as he shifted ufortably.


    Before either of them could make a move, Melissa helped Calvin downstairs. Seeing the


    hallway filled with people, her gaze sharpened.


    "What are you all doing crowding the hallway? You''re in Grandpa''s way," Melissa said sharply.


    "I''m fine" Calvin gently patted Melissa''s hand reassurance.


    Facing the Jansen family, he remained as cordial as ever. "Is this the gift you brought me, Mr. Jansen? Why are you carrying it yourself? Hugh have someone help your inws with their things"


    Hugh''s expression remained calm. "Serena and are here, so there''s no need to trouble. anyone else. Besides, Grandpa, you should see their sincerity for yourself."


    With that, he reached out as if offering to help.


    With Calvin watching, Howard and Rachel had no room to evade any longer. Hesitantly, they


    handed over the boxes,


    Once opened, two exquisite porcin piecesy inside.


    Serena''s heart clenched at the sight. She recognized them instantly-they were Amber''s work..


    "Dad, these were made by Mom for you back then. They were like a token of love between your


    two."


    Her voice trembled slightly, her eyes locked onto Howard. "And now... you''re using them, the very symbols of her devotion and hard work, as a gift to curry favor for yourself?"


    The room fell into silence.


    The Larsons exchanged nces, momentarily stunned.


    Melissa, who was always one to speak her mind, scoffed and said, "Even the finest gift turns worthless in the hands of a faithless man. My grandparents'' love was unshakable and stronger than anything. So, tell me, who exactly are you trying to disgust with this?"


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