Chapter 90 – Disdained Son-in-Law, Destined Riches

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Joe shook his head and said, “It has nothing to do with you, but I suggest the Treasure Pavilion should train and observe their staff carefully.”

“Of course, Mr. Smith, the Treasure Pavilion has fired the manager who was involved in this matter. Let’s go back to the auction, shall we?”

Joe rejected Jasmine’s offer. “I’m sorry, Miss Moore, but my mood today had been ruined by those two irritating flies, so I won’t go back to the auction. Let’s keep a rain check on it.”

Jasmine said apologetically, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Smith.”

Then, she returned to her car to retrieve a wooden box and put it in Joe’s hand. “Mr. Smith, this is a little token of my affection as an apology…”

The moment the box was in Joe’s hands, he could sense traces of Reiki from it, so he accepted it wholeheartedly.

Jasmine was very glad that Joe accepted her gift, so she continued, “Well, I’ll suspend today’s auction and ask Finn to regroup and observe his team of staff in the Treasure Pavilion. When he is ready, we’ll hold another auction sale, and I hope Mr. Smith and Mr. Wilson will be willing to join us then.”

Jacob was astounded since he stumbled upon the woman. She was Miss Moore who appeared at the Vintage Deluxe when he smashed the antique vase, wasn’t she?

She was so polite to his son-in-law. She was even willing to suspend the auction and rearrange everything just for him! That was such a huge honor, wasn’t it?

Was it because of the vase that he had restored the other day?

‘Oh my goodness, I have to see my son-in-law in a different view now,’ Jacob muttered under his breath.

Joe saw Jasmine’s sincerity in handling this matter, so he nodded and said flatly, “Okay then, when you reorganize the auction, we’ll join you.”

Jacob hurriedly agreed, “Yes, yes, definitely, we’ll be there.”

“I’m glad to hear it. Again, I’m very sorry for what happened today. Please drive safely.”

Jasmine bowed and apologized again before she bid her farewell and left.

After Jasmine left, Jacob pointed to the wooden box in Joe’s hands and said eagerly, “Joe, what did Miss Moore give you? Open it!”

Joe nodded and slowly opened the wooden box.

Suddenly, a strong Reiki spilled out of the box that instantly rejuvenated him.

“Huh, what is it?” Jacob stretched his neck to take a curious glimpse and suddenly, his face was twisted in a confused grimace.

He saw a black thing in the box that was about the size of a fist. It looked like a piece of coal at first glance but it had a rough surface and some soil on top of it.

As soon as Joe saw what was in the wooden box, his heart skipped a bit and was surprised at Jasmine’s generosity.

Jacob squinted at the black thing again and again. Finally, he huffed in disappointment, “I thought it is some sort of a precious treasure, but it is just a piece of wood.”

Joe smiled, “Dad, it is indeed a wood, but it’s not ordinary wood, this is very rare.”

Jacob was even more confused. “What the hell is it?”

“This is lightning-struck wood.”

“It’s formed by the trees when they are struck by lightning, right?” Jacob said, “But this kind of wood is very common in the mountains whenever there are thunderstorms, what makes this so precious?”

Joe smiled and said, “Dad, of course, it’s easy to find ordinary trees that are being struck by lightning, but look at this wood, it has been charred into black onyx texture. Wood can only be instantaneously charred under extremely high temperatures. It means that the lightning packed an extraordinarily huge amount of power, it was very likely to be the rare massive lightning in centuries.”

“Besides, this section of the wood is black and shiny with faint bloodline patterns, indicating that it is the core of the ‘Raja Kayu’, the king of wood, which makes it even rarer.”

Jacob tutted disdainfully and said, “I don’t buy it. How much can a lightning-struck wood cost anyway? It’s nothing but a gimmick. The most valuable thing is an antique cultural relic. If you say the wood was touched by Louis XIV of France, it might be worth some money.”

Joe simply smiled without saying anything. For him, this thing was of high value and extremely precious. Not only did it have ample Reiki, according to the Apocalyptic Book, but it could also even be refined.

But then, of course, Jacob wouldn’t understand any of it.

Thus, Joe didn’t explain much to him and kept the box away.

Neither of the women were at home when they returned. Elaine was still out playing cards, and Claire had not gotten off work yet.

Joe went back to his bedroom and carefully took the lightning-struck wood out of the box.

He could sense a dense Reiki radiating from the wood.

Sitting on the floor cross-legged, Joe put the wood in his palm, closed his eyes, executed the mental strength written in the Apocalyptic Book, and slowly inhaled the Reiki into his body.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that his eyes were sparkling and rejuvenated. The aura in his body had a dramatic change.

On the other hand, the Lightning Strike Dragon Blood Wood in his hand became a little dim.

Although it lost its Reiki, there was still some strong thunderous breath remaining, which proved that the wood was a treasure.

If he had other magical things with him right now, he could use it to refine some simple magical artifacts.

It was already dark when he came out of the room.

As soon as he arrived in the living room, Elaine snorted coldly, “Oh, VIP, now that you’re so cocky and arrogant, you don’t even cook dinner and you expect me to serve you, huh?”

Joe smiled wryly and said, “Sorry, Mom, I was so tired and fell asleep.”

“Oh, tired because you went to the auction, or because you framed Harold?” Elaine said irritably.

Joe frowned in confusion. Then, he shook his head and said, “I didn’t frame Harold, what are you talking about…”

Elaine growled furiously, “Lady Wilson called me! It’s enough that you’re embarrassing yourself, but you caused Harold to be kicked out of the venue! Grandma called and scolded me! Loser, can you stay still and don’t cause any trouble for us?”

Claire interjected, “Mom, I think Harold must have done something that caused him to be kicked out. It’s none of Joe’s business.”

“What do you mean it’s none of his business?” Elaine slammed her fork and spoon down. “After Harold came home, he complained that Joe got the invitation card by improper means, the Treasure Pavilion found out about it and they were infuriated. As a member of the Wilson family, he was kicked out of the venue too! The president even announced that the Wilson family is not welcomed there. He’ll break our legs if we do! The Wilson family is done for!”

Jacob started, “Huh! The invitation cards are absolutely genuine. I think that Harold kid must have caused some trouble himself and he purposely blamed Joe for it because he didn’t want Mom to punish him…”

“You dare to take the loser’s side, huh! If it wasn’t because of you who wanted to go to that stupid auction so badly, do you think any of this would happen?” Elaine glared indignantly at Jacob, which made Jacob bury himself into his plate quietly.

Elaine continued impatiently, “He is just a deadbeat loser, how can he get the invitation anyway? Now that he has offended Harold too, I’ll see how he’s going to handle it…”

Before she could finish, there was a knock on the door followed by a low voice.

“Excuse me, is Mr. Smith home?”

There was a flash of anxious green on Elaine’s face, she glared at Joe and chided, “Oh no, it must be Lady Wilson! She must have sent someone to interrogate you! Look what you’ve done!”

“Let’s see who it is, okay?” Looking solemn, Claire raised to her feet and walked to the door.

The living room was as quiet as a church. Elaine and Jacob stood nervously, thinking about how to respond to the confrontation.

Meanwhile, Joe was looking gloomy and intense. If it were really Lady Wilson who turned things upside down and came to question him, he wouldn’t have to show mercy to the old lady anymore!

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