NovelEnglishChapter 226
Mr. Hammond pulled out his prized coffee from the caband brewed it before settling into his armchair,
looking towards James. “How long are you planning to stick around these parts, James?”
James lifted the teacup, blew gently on the surface, and took a sip. “No immediate plans to head back.”
At that, Mr. Hammond couldn’t help but chuckle, “Donald gavea ring just the other day.”
The mention of Donald made Wyatt, who stood behind James, visibly squirm with guilt.
“He’s got too much ton his hands,” James said nonchalantly, reclining on the couch with an air of effortless
nobility.
Mr. Hammond's lips twitched. In all of Riverdale, probably only James could make such a remark about Donald.
He recalled his earlier conversation with Mirabella, and the curiosity got the better of him. “You seem to be quite
familiar with our school’s student, Mirabella.”
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James nodded lightly. “Yeah, | spent stliving next door to her place.”
Next door?
Mr. Hammond stroked his chin, perplexed. Wasn't Mirabella just an ordinary student? How on earth did she end
up living next to someone like James?
“Did she cto see you about something?” Inquired James, pretending not to notice his confusion.
That reminded Mr. Hammond of the unpleasant encounter with the Gilbert family that morning. and he casually
brought up how Mirabella was slandered for cheating in the competition.
After hearing the story, James remained cool and detached, merely tilting his head with a hint of amusement.
“So the education association enjoys a bit of backstage manipulation these days?”
Sipping his tea, Mr. Hammond sighed cynically. “There are plenty in the association who look for shortcuts. It's
becthe norm.”
After a pause, he changed the subject, “I'll be heading back to Riverdale next week. Got anything you want me
to deliver to Donald?”
James’ gaze seemed distant, almost nonchalant. “No need. I'll be making a trip back myself next week.
This surprised Mr. Hammond.
“The historical museum is releasing a 17th Century emerald pendant for exhibition,” James said softly.
Mr. Hammond's eyes widened in shock. “Donald’s actually putting that emerald pendant on
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display? Is he trying to cause a stir in the industry?”
The pendant from the Shepherd family was nearly flawless. Many had eyed it covetously, but none who tried to
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“So your trip back is to personally oversee the antiques in the exhibition hall?” Mr. Hammond quickly grasped
the situation.
The biennial exhibition featured rare artifacts from all around, hosted by the Shepherd family. No one else had
the clout to ensure the highest security.
Despite the stringent security, there were always loopholes. Mr. Hammond seemed to recall an incident from two
years ago and guessed Donald's intention for displaying the Western Zhou Dynasty Jade. “Are you planning to
draw them out with the pendant as bait?”
James’ eyes were half-closed. His gaze was intense and cool. “Nobody can meddle on Shepherd family turf and
escape unscathed.”
Mr. Hammond felt a shiver run down his spine. Despite being older by a few decades, he couldn't withstand the
chilling aura emanating from James.
Steadying his nerves, he shifted the conversation, “When are you heading back to the capital?”
‘Next Friday,” replied James. His eyes were now free of the cold glint, and his demeanor was jeemingly harmless
- as if the earlier menace were but an illusion.
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