Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 157 The Unexpected Gift

Chapter 157 The Unexpected Gift

Waylon smiled faintly, "This gift is from Mr. Clark."

Cecilia was shocked, "Mr... Mr. Clark?"

"Yes," said Waylon.

Cecilia thought to herself, 'Oh no, oh no, was Mr. Clark trying to warn me something? Did my family ever offend him?"

Waylon nodded at Charlotte and drove away.

Cecilia grabbed Charlotte's arm, "What is your relationship with Mr. Colton?"

Charlotte stuttered, "Fr-friends?"

Cecilia raised an eyebrow, "You're friends with Mr. Colton?"

"My uncle knows him."

"I feel like Mr. Clark wants to silence me! What should I do? Should I return the island to Mr. Clark?!" NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Charlotte replied, "No, don't do that. If you return it, he might want to silence you."

Cecilia was left speechless.

Their taxi had arrived, and Charlotte comforted Cecilia, "Don't worry, if Mr. Clark sent you a gift, it's a sign of goodwill. Don't jump to conclusions. Let's hurry; I promised my uncle I'd return by nine."

Eloise exclaimed, "He sets a curfew for you?"

Charlotte replied, "Yeah, he's worried about me getting into trouble."

The three of them got in the car, and the driver charged extra because they had a pet.

It took about an hour to reach the residential community where Arthur lived. It was a mid-range community with a decent environment. Still, the security measures were problematic because as soon as the security guard saw them, he opened the gate without asking any questions.

Cecilia said, "With this level of security, an assassin could easily kill everyone in the neighborhood."

Eloise rolled her eyes, "Madam, who's crazy enough to hire an assassin to target these ordinary people?"

Cecilia remained silent.

Charlotte found the specific floor following the address given by Hazel. She wiped away some sweat, and suddenly, Eloise exclaimed and grabbed her hand. Charlotte looked confused, "What's wrong? Is there a mosquito?"

Eloise grabbed her wrist, "Charlotte! Your bracelet!"

It was cold today, so Charlotte wore a long-sleeved shirt. She felt hot after walking a long distance and rolled up her sleeves, revealing the bracelet on her wrist.

Charlotte curiously asked, "What's going on?"

Eloise pulled Cecilia over and said, "Ms. Wesley! Your family is in the jewelry business. Come and take a look at this bracelet!"

Cecilia also came over to have a look, her expression changing slightly, "Secondary Deposit Jadeite."

Eloise exclaimed excitedly, "Don't you think the jade looks familiar?"

Cecilia, who occasionally paid some attention to the family business, had received a majority share of the family's jewelry company as a birthday gift when she was sixteen. Therefore, she would occasionally visit the company. The jade of this bracelet indeed looked very familiar.

"It's the one Mr. Clayton presented at last year's Jade Fair," Eloise said. "That piece of jade was undoubtedly top-notch, and Mr. Clayton even said he wanted to keep it as a family heirloom."

Cecilia nodded, "Judging from the jade quality, it is indeed that piece."

Eloise looked at Charlotte incredulously, "Charlotte, what is your relationship with Emerson?"

Charlotte asked, "Who is Emerson?"

Eloise and Cecilia exchanged glances, and Cecilia looked down at the petite Charlotte, "Charlotte, if you don't know Emerson, how come you have his glassy species jadeite that he said he wanted to give to his wife?"

Charlotte asked, "...What is the glassy species jadeite?"

Eloise was left speechless.

So was Cecilia.

The elevator arrived, and Charlotte furrowed her brows, "I don't know who Emerson is or what glassy species jadeite is."

Eloise asked, "Who gave you this bracelet?"

"My uncle," replied Charlotte.

Cecilia was momentarily stunned, then said, "Your uncle sure has great connections. Not only does he know Mr. Colton, but he can also get Mr. Clayton's precious jade to make a bracelet."

"We're here," Eloise said, looking at the door number. She asked Charlotte, "Is this the right place?"

"Yes." Charlotte nodded and pressed the doorbell.

Hazel quickly opened the door. She was a woman in her early forties, wearing a floral dress and light makeup. She looked stylish, a far cry from the foul-mouthed woman Charlotte saw across the milk tea shop earlier.

Hazel was taken aback when she saw the three people at the door, "You..."

Charlotte said, "Hello, I'm Charlotte." She held Magnolia in her arms and continued, "I'm the one who adopted the puppy."

Hazel finally realized, "Oh... it's you. I didn't know you were so beautiful, Ms. Lopez, and with such a kind heart."

Charlotte looked at Hazel confusedly. Wasn't she allergic to dog hair? Shouldn't someone allergic instinctively step back when seeing her holding Magnolia?

Hazel greeted them warmly, "Please come in."

The group entered the house and found that the layout was quite lovely. It had three bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom. It was pretty comfortable for an ordinary family.

On the way, Charlotte and her friends bought some gifts. None of them had much experience with gift-giving, and they thought they were mainly here to see the child, so they bought some fruits and snacks. When they placed the items on the table, a child rushed over and began rummaging through the bags and gift boxes on the coffee table.

Seeing this scene, Hazel smiled apologetically, "This is my son Maxwell. He's only four years old and not very well-behaved. Please don't mind him."

Maxwell grabbed a bag of imported cookies and immediately opened it to eat. Charlotte shifted her gaze and asked Hazel, "Where's Arthur?"

"He's in his room. He doesn't like to meet people. I'll go get him," Hazel said.

After eating two cookies, Maxwell looked at Charlotte and her friends and asked, "Why did you bring this smelly dog back?"

Charlotte was taken aback, "Don't you like dogs?"

Maxwell replied, "I do. Dog meat is delicious. I wanted to eat this dog, but that guy, Arthur, wouldn't let me eat it."

A chill ran down Charlotte's spine, and her face turned pale. "...Eat it?"

Maxwell bore a striking resemblance to Hazel; objectively speaking, he looked pretty decent. But for some reason, Charlotte couldn't shake off the feeling of something sinister in his facial expressions and speech. Especially when he said the words "eat it," it sent shivers down her spine.

Maxwell threw away the cookie and opened a bag of potato chips. "You never ate dog meat before? We killed this smelly dog's mom to make hotpot."

Charlotte bit her lip and widened her eyes in fear.

Eloise was also startled and moved closer to Charlotte. Cecilia said, "Kid, do you know what you're talking about?"