A Relentless Pursuit for Love
Chapter 368

Chapter 368 Jace looked at Wayne's energetic face and clear and illuminating eyes. He spoke veryslowly,” Yuriel, Jace Yuriel.”

He did not have the intention to hide his true identity. He was there for a purpose, and eventually,he would have to tell Wayne about his identity, so hiding it did not make sense.

Upon hearing the last name, Wayne slowly narrowed his eyes and said, “You are Simon Yuriel'sgrandson?”

Jace nodded his head and answered, “Yes. To be exact, his daughter's son.

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Wayne raised his eyebrow and confirmed, “Freya's son?"

“Yes.” Jace replied, “Freya Yuriel is my mother.”

The brightness in Wayne's eye increased and he smiled. “No wonder you look so familiar. Youreyebrows and eyes are almost identical to your mother and grandfather. As if it was directly copiedand pasted onto your face.”

Jace also smiled and said, “I only knew about your relationship with my teacher and my grandfatherwhen I called him. The Three Musketeers of Peach Garden, am I right?”_

Wayne laughed out loud when he thought of all those things he had done with his friends whenthey first started working. “Oh my, The Three Musketeers of Peach Garden. Mendoza was the onewho came out with that name. Your grandfather and I had never admitted it but we said we wouldlet Mendoza be the only musketeer. We will never work with him.”

Despite that, Wayne's attitude towards Jace became even friendlier, as if Jace was his nephew. Afterthat, Wayne continued polishing the hairpin, avoiding Jace. Once he was finished, only then did heask, “Spill it, why did you come to visit me? Even though Jace was famous for having a straight face,Wayne could still tell Jace came over for a reason with his pair of discerning eyes. Jace did nothesitate and directly expressed his intention for Wayne to come out from his retirement andcooperate with his grandfather.

After knowing the ins and outs, Wayne pondered for a moment and said, “I have never said that Ihad retired. It's just that I haven't had any masterpieces for many years. I'm getting old and carvinga masterpiece requires a lot of attention and focus. It doesn't take much effort to carve a small item.Each age brings forth new genius on this noble land, each will rule its own domain for years tocome. The new era now belongs to your generation. Why would you think about asking me to dothis?":

“I know that it's a waste of your talent to request for a jade carving master like you to carve goldand silver jewelry. So the real deal is to invite you and my teacher to collaborate to

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complete a series of works.”

Jace took out his tablet computer and showed a few pictures of the defective products for Wayne tosee. “Grandpa Wayne, these are all good quality jade. Just because of various reasons, they becamedefective products like a broken mirror that can't be restored. I hope to repair it and give them asecond life through the superb skills of you and my teacher. Only you would be able to completethis project.”

Wayne looked at the photos of those jades and felt distressed. Indeed, they were all good qualitymaterials that are now broken. It was a pity to see it. Those who were into jade carving would alwaystreasure good quality jade. It hurt Wayne's heart to see them being wasted, and it also triggered hisinterest. After discussing further, his brain suddenly popped out with many ideas on how to repairor reconstruct those broken pieces. The more he discussed, the more interest he had in the project.He was about to agree with the collaboration when suddenly, he remembered something.

"Oh no, aren't Yuriel Jewel and Norah Jewel competitors? If I helped you, doesn’t that mean I amhelping the enemy? Sage will blame me for that,” Wayne said as if he was not persuasive enough,and he had to use Sage’s name for levering.

"My eldest granddaughter. I'm not sure if you have seen her before. She is the head of the familynow. She has a bad temper and she is the little bully in our family. Even I have to listen to her. She isdefinitely a ferocious one.”

Jace laughed and said, “Yes, I know. Quite ferocious indeed.”

Just when Wayne wanted to continue with the topic, he suddenly felt there was some hiddenmeaning with Jace’s laughter. “Why? Do you know Sage?” “Do I know Sage? We..." Jace ponderedon the correct words on how to explain his relationship with Sage.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the workshop.

Zamora was standing outside the door with his face looking troubled. “Elder Norah, Mister Braxtonis here.”

"Where is that little shrew? Show yourself! I'm gonna teach her how to respect her elderly since herfather is no longer around! She is a traitor just like her father!”

The scolding was as loud as thunder. Rosa Garden did not have good sound insulation, hence,everyone could easily hear Braxton roaring like a lion. Wayne heard his useless son's voice and hisface sank immediately.