The old man's brow furrowed slightly. "You turned down $10 million? Wasn't that a substantial offer?"Ethan shook his head, his expression composed. "I'm in no rush. $10 million for these wasn't quite what I had in mind, which is why I sought your opinion. If you're not interested, I'll explore other options." He made a subtle motion as if preparing to retrieve the jades.The old man intervened, determined not to let the opportunity slip away. "No, no, don't be hasty. I'm interested. Let's discuss the price."Ethan shook his head, maintaining his resolve. "It's late, and I've come a long way. I can't engage in prolonged negotiations. You propose a price, and if it's agreeable, I'll let you know."The old man sighed, realizing Ethan's determination. "Very well, it's your jade, you're the seller."Ethan took a moment, then stated his terms firmly. "Alright, if that's your preference. I'm selling them for $25 million."Wow!" Sophia was stunned, she felt more amazed, Ethan was indeed unpr

The next day, Sophia's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the warm weight of Ethan's head resting on her chest. Her fingers gently traced through his hair as she smiled to herself, enjoying the serene moment.In a quiet, soothing voice, Ethan greeted her, "Good morning, babe."Sophia returned the greeting with equal tenderness, "Good morning, hun. How are you feeling?"Ethan, still comfortably nestled against her, replied, "Better, I'm fine."Pleased to hear that he was doing well, Sophia continued the conversation, "That's great. So, talking about today, where would we be going, hubby?"Ethan's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he shared his plans, "Yesterday, I already made a call and rented a motorboat for us at River Thames."However, Sophia's smile seemed a touch forced, and Ethan picked up on it. Concerned, he shifted to sit up, cradling her in his arms. Leaning in, he tenderly kissed her cheeks and asked, "What's wrong, babe? What's up with that smile?"Sophia hesitated momentarily,

Sophia's voice held warmth, "Oh, absolutely. Ethan is kind, thoughtful, and incredibly supportive. He's a true partner in every sense. He makes me feel cherished and respected, and I couldn't ask for a better person to share my life with. I'm truly blessed to have him."William's tone conveyed reassurance, "I'm glad to hear that. Love is a beautiful thing, and it's wonderful to see you both embracing it."After a few minutes of chatting with Williams, the call ended. Ethan's heart brimmed with warmth as he turned to Sophia, wrapping her in a tender embrace. He showered her with kisses, each one a silent token of his gratitude for the kind words she'd shared.Sophia's laughter filled the room like music. "Hey hey," she playfully protested, "what's all this for?"Ethan looked into her eyes, a playful glint dancing in his own. "Can't a man express his thanks for such a shower of praise? After all, you've painted a portrait of good things about me."Sophia returned his affection with a se

Sophia taught for a moment and said, "We have a lot of things to do since it's a long day, why not take a guided tour first?" "Ahh." Ethan nodded. "That's a great idea." He said"So how do we go about it then hubby?" Sophia asked. Ethan took out his phone and said, "Let me check from the school portal if there's any available tour." He navigated to the university's website and started browsing through the tour options. Sophia leaned over, curious to see what they could find."Ethan, maybe we should look for a tour that covers the historical sites and the libraries," suggested Sophia, her eyes scanning the screen with interest. Ethan nodded in agreement, adjusting his search criteria accordingly.As they scrolled through the available tours, they discussed their preferences. "I've always been fascinated by the architecture and the ancient libraries," Sophia shared, her excitement evident. Ethan smiled, 

At the same time, a chill settled over the warehouse as Boss Lady's arrival commanded attention. Echoes of cries and pleads reverberated, a stark contrast to the cold, unyielding gaze that met her eyes. The twenty men, captives of Madam Northington, were bound together, their battered bodies bearing the brutal marks of their ordeal.At her entrance, their tormented voices fell silent, replaced by a synchronized salute and bowed heads. The warehouse seemed to hold its breath.With steely resolve, she addressed them, her voice slicing through the air like a blade. "Why do you weep? Is it not just retribution for your attempt on the young master's life?"Confusion flickered across their faces, and one found the courage to speak, "We know not of whom you speak. Which man?"A slap rang out, cutting short his words. "The one for whom you assembled at River Thames," she declared. The man's cry of pai