Chapter 147

The man standing beside Barbara was clearly Edward's father-the resemblance between them was striking. Still, Janice didn't feel comfortable addressing him too casually.

Barbara smiled warmly and introduced them, "This is Edward's father. And this is Edward's girlfriend, Janice Smith."

Robert had already suspected as much and was quietly observing the young woman. At first glance, he was impressed.

She had an elegant appearance and a calm, steady presence. She wasn't impulsive or fidgety and spoke with confidence. Not bad at all.

"Hello," Robert greeted her.

Feeling a little nervous, Janice replied, "Hello, Mr. Moore. Please, make yourselves at home!"

With that, she turned toward the kitchen and called out, "Edward, your parents are here!"

The kitchen?

Barbara and Robert exchanged surprised looks, both of them clearly shocked that their son was in the kitchen.

Just then, Edward stepped out. "Please make yourselves comfortable. The food will be ready soon. Is Matilda coming?"

said she'd be here shortly," Barbara answered. "Are you the

"Yes."

Edward returned to the kitchen, Barbara's expression shifted

kitchen. She stood up and said, "Mr. and

back down. "Just stay here. I'm curious, though...

felt Robert's gaze on her, which made her slightly uneasy.

her discomfort, Robert's expression softened. "There's no need to be nervous. Please, make yourself at

ask if you'd have the time to take it on. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're properly compensated. You'll be paid

even reached out to leading experts in textile restoration, but all of them claimed it

artifact was truly one

to risk damaging it with an improper restoration as

was particularly concerned, and the higher-ups were equally invested in its

think. "Mrs. Moore, you're too generous. I have some vacation

you working at Edward's

tired, just take a break. As for what Barbara asked, don't stress over

nodded repeatedly. "Yes,

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eager to have the artifact restored,

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