"He's here!" one of the sharp-eyed assistants suddenly exclaimed.
He jogged over eagerly and opened the glass door with a respectful flourish.
Ethan Grant stepped in, carrying a dark red rosewood box that looked antique and finely crafted.
James Lee, gently stroking his white beard, greeted him warmly. "Ethan! What precious heirloom are you having restored today?"
Ethan lifted the box slightly with a faint smile. "It's our family genealogy record. It's in pretty bad shape, and I'd only trust Ava with something this important."
Ava stepped forward to take the box from his hands. She opened it carefully and walked over to examine its contents under the light.
James immediately lit up with pride the moment Ethan praised Ava—even though restoration of old documents wasn't his domain. Still, she was his protégé.
