Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Taking You as My God-Granddaughter
Ever since Silas Kane gave the order, whenever The Gilded Pavilion acquires medicinal herbs of decent quality, they would set them aside for Ann Vaughn to pick up.
As for that auctioned Hundred-year-old Blood Ganoderma, it wasn’t counted in because its quality was just average.
It was thanks to Ann Vaughn’s blessing that it was sold for an astronomical price of forty million.
"The boss instructed that you can pick anything from here, take whichever you like." The middle-aged man said affably.
"How can I? It took you a lot of effort and resources to gather these items, it would be unfair of me to just take them." Ann Vaughn shook her head, declining the offer.
The middle-aged man remembered Silas Kane’s instructions and said, "In that case, we’ll sell them to you at the original price. Please don’t refuse again."
"Well... alright." Ann Vaughn nodded, saying no more.
After going through all the items in the cabinet, Ann Vaughn selected five medicinal herbs, one of which was Thousand-year-old Snow Ginseng, which was even more effective than the Hundred-year-old Blood Ganoderma.
The middle-aged man calculated at the lowest price, yet it still made Ann Vaughn’s small wallet take a hard hit.
However, these herbs were practically unseen in the market, so getting them at such a low price was a rare opportunity.
As Ann Vaughn was about to leave, she suddenly noticed a piece of black jade displayed on a shelf against the wall, her gaze lingered on it.
She walked over, picked up the black jade, and gently caressed it in her hand. It felt somewhat soft and warm, although its overly dim surface greatly devalued it.
The middle-aged man saw that Ann Vaughn seemed to like it and smiled, "This piece of jade has been sitting here for a long time, it’s just a worthless trinket. If Miss Vaughn doesn’t mind, you can take it as a gift."
"Thanks, Uncle Chaney." Ann Vaughn smiled with bent eyes, looking thoughtfully at the black jade in her hand.
The size of this jade was just right to polish into two pendants...
Back at the hotel, Ann Vaughn sent Kenny a video call invitation.
Not having seen the Little Dumpling for two days, she missed him quite a bit.
"Mommy, Kenny saw the weather forecast, it’s going to cool down in Marinia starting tomorrow, remember to wear more clothes when you go out!"
The cute little face instantly occupied the entire phone screen, melting one’s heart.
Ann Vaughn froze for a moment upon hearing this, hurriedly opened her phone to check the recent temperature, "It’s still a bit warm today, how did it suddenly cool down?"
Fortunately, she had packed some sweaters and jackets, so she was not entirely unprepared.
"Because Marinia’s weather is quite unpredictable, Mommy is too careless!" Kenny puffed his little cheeks, his small body curled back at the table, continuing to assemble the things in his hands.
"What’s Kenny doing?" Ann Vaughn curiously glanced at the screws and small devices in his hands.
"It’s a secret, can’t tell Mommy yet."
Hmm, the Little Dumpling actually has his own little secret.
Ann Vaughn felt a pang of sadness but also took out the tools she had bought on the way back to the hotel and the piece of black jade, beginning to polish it in a place where the camera couldn’t catch.
The mother and son said nothing, quietly busying themselves with their tasks, yet even across the screen, there was an indescribable sense of warmth.
After dividing the black jade into two, Ann Vaughn drew the design she intended to carve and then began cutting.
Her hands were incredibly skilled, the black jade quickly took shape—
Using extremely simple lines, she sketched a breathtakingly handsome profile, with the eye’s tail lightly swept, exuding an aloof arrogance that looked down upon everything.
An observant person would immediately recognize who was depicted.
"What’s Mommy carving?" Kenny suddenly leaned in, peering at the item in Ann Vaughn’s hand.
Ann Vaughn’s heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly shielded the black jade, "Nothing, it’s a secret, can’t tell Kenny yet!"
Kenny pouted, feeling that Mommy had become naughty, using his words to dodge him.
Although he could tell Ann Vaughn was carving something, he couldn’t see exactly what, which made him very curious.
Yet he imagined that Mommy was surely preparing a surprise for him!
After chatting a bit, it was Kenny’s bedtime. Once the video call ended, Ann Vaughn finally opened her tightly clenched palm.
Revealing the meticulously carved black jade inside.
It seemed almost like it was modeled directly on a living person, with details so clear and deeply etched.
Ann Vaughn’s cheeks inexplicably felt warm, her pearly teeth biting down on her red lips, unable to directly look at the black jade in her hand.
She clearly intended to carve a carp pendant for Kenny, how did it end up...
"Ah—"
Ann Vaughn groaned low, burying her face into the cushion, unwilling to reveal her face blushing like March peaches.
What to do, she seems to somewhat want...
No, she doesn’t want to!
...
As three days passed, Old Mrs. Sheridan’s eye condition had almost been completely cured, even when her eyes encountered the wind, there was no longer any pain, and she wouldn’t unconsciously shed tears in discomfort for the whole night.
This time, Ann Vaughn didn’t give her acupuncture again but instead applied medicine fully around her eyes, which could only be removed after two days.
By then, Old Mrs. Sheridan’s eye condition would be completely healed.
"It’s all thanks to Annie, otherwise I don’t know how much more I would have suffered, really you went to great lengths for me." Old Mrs. Sheridan laughed cheerfully, giving Ann Vaughn’s hand a gentle pat, feeling a warmth that was indescribable.
For some reason, every time she talked to Ann Vaughn, Old Mrs. Sheridan felt full of joy and warmth.
This feeling was even deeper than toward her own family members, an inexplicable urge to be close to her.
Ann Vaughn smiled softly, her bright eyes curving like crescents, "As long as you can recover soon, it’s nothing."
She was very fond of the old lady; although they hadn’t spent much time together, she often felt a warmth on par with her late grandfather from her.
Therefore, sincerely happy to see Old Mrs. Sheridan recover soon.
"You’re such a delightful child, I can’t help wanting to take you as my god-granddaughter." Old Mrs. Sheridan laughed.
Ann Vaughn pursed her lips and chuckled, assuming the old lady was too excited nearing recovery and misspoke, not agreeing verbally.
However, from the side, Uncle Vance could tell that Old Mrs. Sheridan wasn’t joking.
Back when the old master was alive, Old Mrs. Sheridan was in charge of the Sheridan Family, even the old master dared not refute her words, let alone the younger generation.
Furthermore, she always meant what she said, never just joking; if she said something, she truly had intentions.
But...why does it seem like Dr. Vaughn’s face looks somewhat different than it did three days ago?
Ann Vaughn didn’t respond, and Old Mrs. Sheridan sensed her own abruptness, therefore, she didn’t bring it up again.