Love Is Fair by Kerri
Chapter 194

Chapter 194

Staring at the hale and sprightly old man in front of him, along with those insightful eyes, Owen slowly opened his lips. "Moore. I'm Owen Moore."

He had no intention of hiding his identity, because he had come here with a purpose, and he would have to reveal his identity sooner or

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later. Once Jason heard it, he slowly narrowed his eyes. "You are Jacob Moore's grandson?" Owen nodded his head. Jason raised his eyebrows. "Polly Moore' kid?" "Yes." Owen said, "Polly Moore, she's my mother." Jason's eyes sparkled, and he smiled. "No wonder you look familiar, you're a chip off the old block with your mother's grey eyes and a bit of your dad's twinkle." Owen's handsome face blossomed like a sunflower. "I only found out about your friendship with him and my grandfather after I called Mr. Sharman. 'The Three Swordsman', isn't it?" Jason laughed loudly as he remembered the ridiculous things he had done with his friends in his youth. "The Three Swordsmen, the name Wiselie Sharman has given us, your grandfather and I don't like it, we want a different name." That's what he said, but the old man looked much closer to Owen, and in an instant, he treated Owen like he was his son. Jason wasn't shy about him either, polishing the hairpin under the machine, and only after finishing it did he ask Owen idly, "What is it that you came here to see me about?" Even though Owen was known for his emotional control, Jason had impeccable eyes for reading people and he could still see Owen hiding his anger. Owen didn't hold back, and stated his intention directly, hoping to invite Jason Newman to work with Mr. Sharman for a while. After hearing the story, Jason pondered for a moment and said, "I have been under the radar and not entirely in seclusion, and there is no such thing as me retiring. It's just that I haven't produced any masterpieces for many years, and I don't have the energy to carve objects with my heart and soul in my old age. There are talented people from generation to generation, the business now belongs to you guys, so why ask me out to make a fool of myself?" "I understand that it's overqualified for asking you, a master jade carver, to carve a piece of gold or silver jewellery, so I was thinking about asking you and Mr. Sharman, to work together on a set of works." Owen took the tablet out, scratched it a few times and showed several remnants to Jason. "Mr. Newman, these are all good jades, made of good materials, but for various reasons they have become broken scraps, just like a broken mirror that is difficult to restore, I hope to be able to restore them and give them a second life through your and Mr. Sharman's extraordinary carving savoir-faire. This project, too, is only possible for you to achieve completion." Jason looked at these jades in the picture, all of which were indeed good materials, and all of which were indeed broken jades, and it was heart-breaking for him just to look at them. No one who played with carving does not love jade, and as Jason talked more with Owen, his mind began to burst with inspiration on how he could restore it or recreate it. The more he talked, the more interested he became in the project and was almost about to say yes when he suddenly remembered something. "I can't, aren't Mazedew Jewelery and Newman Jewelery competitors, if I help you, wouldn't that be like helping the enemy, and Hailey would blame me." Jason said, lest his words are unconvincing, and brought out Hailey to bluff Owen. "My eldest granddaughter, I don't know if you have met her, she is now in charge of the Newman family, she has a big temper, she is the little bully of our family, even I, as her grandfather, have to listen to her, she is fierce." Owen laughed as he listened. "I know, she is quite intense sometimes." Jason was just about to add a few more words when he suddenly felt that Owen was smiling a bit strangely. "What? Do you and my Hailey know each other?" "Not only do we know each other, we ......" Owen weighed his words and was about to confess to the old man about the relationship between him and Hailey when the door to the machine room was knocked on.

Lily Clark stood outside the door with a look of embarrassment. "Mr. Newman, Morgan is here." "Where's that little bastard? Tell her to get her ass out here! Her old man is gone, so today I'll teach her a lesson on how to behave!

Backstabbing little traitor, she's just like her old man!" The soundproofing of the Garden of Rose was not very good, so the yelling from Morgan could certainly be heard. When Jason heard his son's voice, his face immediately sank. "Owen, you sit here for a moment, I'm going to take care of some family business." The old man picked up a long wooden stick from the

corner, weighed it in his hand, and walked out of the machine room. Owen pressed down his brows and pulled a long face.

President's office. After Hailey kicked Morgan Newman out, she officially took over the position of chairman. She had just taken up his post and the chairman's office would need to be renovated, so she was still in her president's office. The general assistant, Chris Marsh, who had always helped with the day-to-day business and was as busy as Hailey, stayed in the office for a long time, and people in the office started to gossip. "How long has the boss been in there and he hasn't come out yet? Could it be that there are some difficult projects? Don't, I've just had a

two-day break." Patrick Shaw, holding a pen in his right hand and a dumbbell in his left, said without raising his head, "When the boss entered the office, with that difficult look on his face, I guess he was in trouble." "His quarter's bonus has been deducted by Ms. Newman, and if he makes another mistake, I guess his year-end bonus is in jeopardy." "Let's take a bet and guess which commandment the boss has broken this time?" "I guess it's the sex." "Hold back! Don't laugh!" Chris stood obediently in front of his desk as if he was punished for standing during his school days. Under Hailey's scrutiny, he didn't wait for the third degree to force a confession, he gave an account of what happened, in short, that kiss was an accident. Ava was drunk and he was taken advantage of, but he didn't feel that was the case either. After saying that, Hailey ignored him and just hung him out to dry. “Ms. Newman, should I go out and get busy?" He wasted too much time standing here, and there was still a lot of work to be done, so he mustered up the courage to speak and tried to slip away. Hailey put the document in her hand aside with a snap and raised her eyes to grudgingly stare at Chris. Chris immediately shut up, bent his head, and glanced down. "Before you get busy, but first tell me clearly what you mean by 'you were taken advantage of?" The voice from Hailey sounds harsh, without a trace of temperature. Chris was flustered for a moment, bu then he understood what the crux of the matter was and was quickly changing his words. "I was wrong, I said...... I said it wrong! It was me who didn't keep it together and Ava, accidentally, take advantage of me......" When he saw the look on her face, he changed his tone again. "Of course, I was willing to let Ava take advantage of me, although I didn't do anything to her, that doesn't mean I didn't want to do anything to her ......" The more he said, the more it sounded wrong, and Chris really couldn't explain it anymore, then simply he straightened his back "Ms. Newman, I have decided to formally pursue Ava with the aim of getting married and I will confirm our romantic relationship as

soon as possible, I hope you can give your blessing." This shout was so loud and shocking that the all people in the president's office heard it and their jaws dropped, then high-fived. "I'm right! It is sex! Give me the money, one hundred per person." Hailey looked at Chris who was deeply bent over before she let out a light hum and showed a hint of mercy. "That's it, what's the point of wasting words with me here? Get out and go to work!" "Okay." Chris knew that he could finally go out, so he couldn't help but open his mouth, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth and walked out with a smile on his face. The smile soon was gone, replaced by a serious face. "Ms. Newman, something happened at the Garden of Rose, Morgan Newman went there, and beat up the old man!" Hailey's face became suddenly grave, and she got up instantly. "How is grandpa?" "Taken to the hospital, his condition is still unknown."

"Get the car ready. Let's go to the hospital!"