Chapter 148: Mysterious Mr. Gao l
Greg Jensen was in a terrific mood and casually tossed the jade plate to her with a smile, “Do you like it? It’s yours!”
“Ah, this… this won’t do, it’s too expensive.”
Clara Adams fumbled and handed the jade plate back.
Greg Jensen laughed, “Just take it if it’s for you, it’s not like it cost much anyway.”
Clara Adams couldn’t quite believe it, “Really… you’re giving it to ?”
“Yeah, don’t you like it?” Greg Jensen asked with a smile.
“I love it, I really do.”
Clara Adams nodded hurriedly, looking down with so hesitation, “But… this jade plate costs more than ten thousand, it’s really expensive.”
“It’s alright, just take it.”
“Thank you, Mr. Jensen.”
When Clara Adams looked up, she found Greg Jensen gazing at her, and her cheeks instantly flushed red, radiant like the evening sunset when touched by the sunlight.
“Alright, let’s settle the bill, I’ll be heading back now.”
“Alt, okay.”
Five plates and twenty-four beads with a diater of one centiter, all of decent quality, t the requirents for making amulets and totaled fifty thousand.
Clara Adams took a bag and put all the jade stones together, adding a few chains and elastic cords, then gently passed it to Greg Jensen.
“Mr. Jensen, take care, and you’re welco to visit us again.”
“Haha, sure.”
Greg Jensen smiled and left the Jade Shop.
Clara Adams stood at the door, watching Greg Jensen walk away until his figure disappeared before she returned to the store.
She looked down at the jade plate in her hand and smiled radiantly, weaving a green cord and threading the plate onto it, then wearing it around her neck.
” Why would Mr. Jensen give a gift? Could it be that he likes ?”
Clara Adams’s face turned slightly red, as she recalled the image of Greg Jensen standing in front of her.
It was as if his strong figure, like a mountain, shielded her from all the storms.
That indescribable sense of safety unwittingly made her give away her heart.
Unable to resist, Clara Adams pulled out her phone, opened the photo album, and her watery eyes instantly curled into crescents.
The photo displayed Greg Jensen’s profile with the sunlight perfectly casting a golden outline on his face.
At that ti, Clara Adams was just fetching sothing from the bar, and finding the scene beautiful, she had secretly taken the picture.
“Mr. Jensen looks so handso.”
Clara Adams’s gaze was a bit srized, followed by a touch of sadness.
She knew that a man like Greg Jensen might not be interested in her, but the thought that he had actually given her a gift today ward her cooling heart once again.
After Greg Jensen got ho, he continued working on making amulets.
Each ti he made one, the True Qi inside his body would be depleted, but after running the Guidance Technique for a few cycles, the True Qi would replenish and even increase a bit.
After being busy for most of the day, he finally finished making several amulets —a total of four plates and one bracelet, with eight beads remaining.
Greg Jensen took the left-over beads into the community area.
He casually picked up a stone and smashed it hard against one of the beads.
Bang!
A fleeting glimr was barely noticeable on the bead, while the stone got bounced to the side.
Greg Jensen picked one up and found the bead intact.
He thought for a mont, then picked up the stone again and smashed it against the bead.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the bead split in half.
“It seems one bead can withstand one heavy blow, not bad; just not sure how many tis the jade plates could withstand.”
Greg Jensen was about to test the jade plates but then thought better of it—the plates were limited; one each for Lois Abbott and her sisters, one left for Lindsey Wolfe, and the last for Norman Hols.
Although in Riverhaven County, no one could threaten Norman Hols anymore, with his identity considered, it was always good to be prepared for the unexpected—an extra layer of protection was always beneficial.
As for the bracelet, he planned to leave it for Chester Ware.
Without Chestor Ware’s help, Greg Jensen would not have been able to earn a fortune of several million in such a short ti.
Moreover, Chestor Ware was still helping him manage Kenny Walker’s assets; the two of them needed to continue their partnership in the dicinal herb business.
The bracelet could withstand sixteen attacks—it was just right for Chestor Ware.
Just as he was thinking, there was noise from outside; Lois Abbott and her sister must have returned.
Greg Jensen picked up the two jade plates and walked out.
“Brother, I’m back, did you miss ?”
“Really, flirting with my boyfriend right in front of ?”
Greg Jensen chuckled and handed over the jade plates, saying, “These are for you, one each. Carry them with you at all tis and don’t take them off even when you’re showering.”
“Uh, what is this?”
Lois Abbott took the jade plate and examined it, finding inscriptions she could not understand.
Her sister, however, revealed an overly exaggerated expression of delight, exclaiming, “Wow, did brother carve this by hand?”
“Yes, I carved it especially for you, do you like it?”
“Minn, I love it, brother is the best.”
Her sister nodded vigorously, about to go over and ask for a hug, but stopped with grievances seeing the nearly ravenous look in her elder sister’s eyes.
Greg Jensen laughed and said, “These are for safety, you two wear them.”
“Thank you.”
Lois Abbott walked over to Greg Jensen, sowhat provocatively, kissed him on the cheek, and then hung the jade plate around her neck.
Her sister, looking dejected, gazed down at the jade plate in her hands, then broke into a happy smile, humphed, and hung the jade plate around her own neck as well.
“Alright, let’s eat.”
“Yeah, I’m going to wash my hands, bring the dishes to the dining room first.”
Lois Abbott brought back several dishes today, all of which Greg Jensen loved to eat, and he was already hungry from crafting amulets all afternoon.
Without waiting for Lois Abbott to return, he began to eat first.
As he was eating, Chestor Ware called.
Kenny Walker’s case, after more than half a month of court hearings, was finally sentenced this afternoon.
Concurrent sentences, death penalty!
Although the people of Riverhaven County had heard early on that Kenny Walker was arrested, they took it as re rumor, unsure of its truth.
Only when the news of Kenny Walker’s death sentence spread did the people finally confirm that the local tyrant of Riverhaven County, Kenny Walker, was truly finished.
Instantly, the entire Riverhaven County was in an uproar.
“Kenny Walker was sentenced to death?”
“Good riddance!”
“Yeah, Mr. Jensen is a good man, he rid our Riverhaven County of a nace.”
The common folk, while shocked, couldn’t help but rejoice and again started to inquire about “Mr. Jensen’s” identity.
However, those who knew Greg Jensen’s identity remained tight-lipped—no matter how much people inquired, they couldn’t learn a thing.
To their amazent, they discovered that this Mr. Jensen, except for his appearance during the Kenny Walker incident, seed to have disappeared without a trace, as if he never existed.
At this mont, Greg Jensen couldn’t help feeling sowhat helpless.
He really hadn’t expected that by simply dealing with Kenny Walker, he would beco a celebrity in Riverhaven County.
It was fortunate that people didn’t know his true identity, or else who knows what trouble might have ensued.
Chestor Ware laughed, “Don’t worry, they’re just curious for now. They’ll forget about it after a while.”
“I hope so,” Greg Jensen said with a wry smile.
Chestor Ware chuckled and continued, “Co over again tomorrow. Let’s get together with the others, and I’ll give you the check.”
Greg Jensen was startled and said with delight, “The money has been transferred?”
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