"Oh, right. I found something good while I was out."
Stephen Lawrence seemed to recall something. He carefully took a palm-sized object from his clothes and handed it to Stella Sterling.
It was a piece of ice-type jadeite, slightly larger than his palm and shaped like a small mountain.
His Master had once said that if he ever found things like jadeite or jade, or any other special materials, he should try to get them for her, no matter the quantity.
Although he didn't know why, he had taken her words to heart.
When Stella Sterling saw the object, she raised an eyebrow. It was the highest-quality jade she had ever seen, and it wasn't small either.
The sight of it delighted her. 'This is good stuff.'
But what surprised her wasn't the jade's quality, but the fact that she had seen this object before.
It used to be a decoration in her so-called father's study. She had seen it once when she went inside.
