Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate Chapter 732: The Only One

This kind of record earned him a nickna in the Gambling Stones Realm—Stone God Grant, admiring him for having an eyesight sharper than even the deities.

But a few years ago, he suddenly disappeared without a trace, and when he reappeared, he had beco the owner of a jewelry store.

However, what’s he doing here?

It’s not like I’ve heard he has any connections with Old Mr. Seymour.

While everyone was whispering to each other, Patrick Grant had already approached Old Mr. Seymour with a smile and said, "Old Mr. Seymour, may you have everlasting brightness and longevity like the pine and crane. Please excuse my abrupt visit."

Old Mr. Seymour laughed heartily, waving his hand at Patrick Grant and said, "Stone God Grant coming here personally is certainly my honor."

"Old Mr. Seymour, you’re being too kind," Patrick Grant replied with a smile, "Actually, I’ve co this ti to deliver a birthday gift."

"Deliver a birthday gift?" Old Mr. Seymour looked at Patrick Grant in surprise. Who could warrant a personal visit from Patrick Grant?

"Yes, our boss knows that today is your birthday, so they requested to ensure the gift is delivered." As he spoke, Patrick Grant placed the item he had been holding onto the table.

All eyes focused on the tray covered with a red silk cloth. It appeared to be a very standard box. Hmm, since it was brought by Patrick Grant, it must be jade. Judging by the size, it should be a jade ornant, right?

Custors familiar with the jewelry store were already swiftly calculating in their minds what kind of ornant it could be.

It’s known that the ornants from the jewelry store are all finely carved, made with exquisite materials, and highly valuable.

Of course, there are also so ornants on the first floor, but those wouldn’t require Patrick Grant, the owner, to deliver personally, right?

While everyone was guessing, Patrick Grant directly removed the red silk cloth.

Within the transparent glass cover, the beautiful green, red, and purple were exceptionally eye-catching, with blooming flowers and misty clouds, giving a sense of peace and joy.

Upon seeing this ornant, Old Mr. Seymour imdiately stood up from the chair, his quick movent not at all betraying his age of over eighty.

Old Mr. Seymour staggered forward with a couple of steps, and Martin Seymour quickly grabbed him to prevent him from falling.

Old Mr. Seymour didn’t pay attention to his son but instead, his eyes were wide open, incredulous as he stared at the ornant on the table, asking excitedly, "This, is this ’Miss’?"

Although it was frad as a question, the tone was extrely certain. It wasn’t that Old Mr. Seymour was delusional; he just knew this "Miss" too well.

Not only was he familiar with it, but every jade enthusiast was as well.

This rare Blessings, Prosperity, and Longevity old-pit glass type, along with Master Clare’s exquisite craftsmanship... truly a masterpiece of exceptional material paired with superb technique, this piece "Miss" is undoubtedly one of a kind in the world.

Old Mr. Seymour was hardly composed, while those around him remained exceptionally calm, not making a sound, because... they were all dumbfounded.

As soon as Old Mr. Seymour spoke, everyone simultaneously turned their heads, and their gazes were like sharp arrows piercing towards Patrick Grant. Fortunately, these stares were intangible, otherwise, Patrick Grant would have been pierced like a hedgehog by now.

"Yes, it’s ’Miss’," Patrick Grant said with a smile, "My boss knew it was your birthday today and specifically instructed to deliver the birthday gift."

"Your boss?" Only then did Old Mr. Seymour realize the issue in Patrick Grant’s words, "Aren’t you the owner of the jewelry store?"