It was a custom-made set of Webb's Gold Needles just for her!
"Do you like it?" Bernard asked.
Hera nodded. "How did you make this happen?" She never imagined Bernard could get the descendant of the Webb family, who had ceased making needles, to craft a personalized set of gold needles for her.
"I told him I wanted to personally craft a set of gold needles to gift to someone very important. I asked for his guidance, and he agreed right away," Bernard said.
He spoke of it casually, but in reality, Johnson expended considerable manpower and time searching tirelessly for descendant of the Webb family. It took a lot of effort to persuade him to agree to provide guidance, and only then did the crafting of the gold needles begin.
Bernard personally crafted the entire set of gold needles himself. He had never done such meticulous craftsmanship before, so it took a lot of raw materials to produce these 16 functional gold needles.
Hera was skeptical that everything had been as simple as Bernard described.
While she didn't know what Bernard had been through, she understood that these gold needles must have come at a great cost.
Compared to the canary diamond square cufflinks she had custom-made, the set of Webb's Gold Needles was far more valuable and carried profound meaning.
"Thank you!" She gently caressed the gold needles, her eyes filled with uncontainable delight.
Noticing her happiness, Bernard couldn't help but raise his hand and lightly pat her head. "A late but perfect gift to celebrate your guaranteed admission."
Hera lifted her head to look at him. She thought Bernard didn't know about that. Little did she expect, he had known all along and quietly prepared such a gift for her. She began to wonder if Bernard hadn't reached out to her in the past few days because he had been in the mountains.
She suddenly felt that her previous deliberate avoidance of him seemed childish. Regardless of whether he liked men or women, she appreciated his gesture and thought that even being ordinary friends was quite nice.
"The way you're staring at me makes me want to do something to you," Bernard said as he gently lifted Hera's chin.
Hera hesitated for a moment, wondering what he was up to. The next moment, she saw Bernard's sharply defined handsome face getting closer.
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