The first thing she saw was a dazzling purple gemstone necklace.
The necklace was well-preserved by Jonah Wiles.
So there wasn't a hint of rust; it must have been regularly maintained, showing no signs of age.
Ivy River suddenly looked up, meeting Jonah Wiles' gaze.
She spoke sincerely, "Dad, thank you for keeping my things so well."
"It's what a dad should do. I've returned your things to you; after this, you're free to handle them as you wish."
Jonah Wiles finished talking and was about to leave.
Ivy River chimed in, "Where are you going, old man? I was just about to get sentimental, and you're leaving. Really, why like this?"
"It's not about getting sentimental; if you're using this necklace for something, I shouldn't be watching from the sidelines."
Jonah Wiles spoke seriously, "I'm your father, but I need to give you privacy. You have a baby now; I can't impose too much on you."
"No worries, sit down with me and take a look. Let's enjoy it together, old man."
