"Mr. Stuart, you're here!" The waiter greeted him with a smile and quickly went to fetch the owner of the store.
The owner's surname was Garrison, a middle-aged man who exuded an air of elegance in his long robe that matched the decor of the store perfectly.
Cooper Garrison came out holding a brocade box and handed it over to Brendon. "Mr. Stuart, this is what you wanted. Take a look."
Brendon opened it and saw a blue-and-white plum vase inside, which he knew was very expensive at first glance.
"What do you think?" Brendon handed it to Ranita, who didn't know much about antiques but could only smile and say, "It looks like an independent beauty from another world. I can't say much more."
Cooper chuckled and gave Ranita a thumbs up. "Mrs. Stuart, your metaphor is perfect!"
Brendon seemed satisfied with the purchase as he put away the box for Cooper to wrap up.
Ranita glanced at the credit card bill. It had seven digits... it was indeed very expensive! But considering that they were giving this gift to the Old Mr. Webster, they couldn't be too stingy.
Gifts among wealthy people were always reciprocal: if you gave someone an seven-digit vase today, they might give you something worth eight digits tomorrow - as long as one didn't lose out in any way.
In any case, Ranita couldn't afford an seven-digit vase but she did find something within her budget - a set of calligraphy brushes inkstone, which represented her sincerity well enough. She asked Cooper to wrap them up too.
"I'll..." Brendon handed over his credit card but Ranita stopped him, "It's my gift for the Old Mr. Webster. Let me pay."
"What difference does it make between us?" Brendon insisted.
Cooper took the bank card tactfully, and after swiping it said with a grin, "Mrs. Stuart, you should always let men pay when outside!"
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