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Chapter 134 The Mysterious Person

Jonathan held the sachet tight, his excitement palpable as a surge of joy compelled him to admire it over

and over.

“Did you do the embroidery yourself?” he asked.

With a modest yet confident smile, Milly nodded. “Yes, I did. I realised it was your birthday and quickly got the materials last night to make it.”

Milly’s embroidery skills were anything but ordinary.

In her past life, the woman who ran the orphanage came from a line of palace embroiderers, meaning she had exceptional embroidery skills, Growing up under her influence and being a favourite, she learned many secretive and intricate embroidery techniques,

Therefore, her embroidery was truly unique and sure to please him.

However, after Jonathan inspected it, he commented with a hint of disdain, “Hmph, it’s pretty average. If you hadn’t told me it was a magpie, I would’ve thought it was a sparrow.”

Milly was taken aback, unsure if he was serious or just teasing her.

“If you don’t want it, just give it back to me, Milly said, her face cooling as she reached for the sachet.

However, Jonathan raised his hand to stop her, and said with a frown, “No, once a gift is given, there’s not taking it back.”

Milly fought the urge to roll her eyes.

Didn’t he say that it’s ugly?

Jonathan then fixed her with a serious look. “Is this sachet only for me? Did Jordan and the others get one, too?” he asked pointedly.

He continued, a bit bitterly, “No need to answer. You must’ve made them one too. You’re close to them, and they’re impressive. How could they be left out?”

Milly could not believe these harsh words were coming from her own brother.

he behaving like

woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, but she felt that the hearts of the

for them, It’s not their birthdays, so you’re the only

with joy and excitement, his

bit of

looked

Clark watched Jonathan return to the

the

Had they made up?

with happiness, Clark had to ask,

did you know something good

of Clark’s lips

was unmistakable as he practically radiated

he held up the sachet. “Notice

the sachet and commented, “Oh, is that a

Don’t insult my sachet by calling it just new. It’s filled with cassia seeds for better sleep. Can something store–bought

on “unique, puffing up with pride like a

that it was not

get along with Oliver at all. If this were from Oliver, he would be so mad he would storm right off, not treasuring it like he

of the question

left three possibilities–all

Burnetts and Jonathan’s sister, was known to be doted on by

from your sister?” Clark

before responding vaguely,

to acknowledge and

not willingly,

Hmph.

After all, the

about to

Clark was wrapping up and hurrying back, his phone buzzed repeatedly in his