My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 709 Velma Clarkson's Handicraft

Amber raised the swaddle up to take a closer look.

Covered in a satiny layer pf silk, the swaddle was embroidered with many patterns that carried good blessings.

The embroidery was too elaborately vivid to be made by machine.

It appeared to be handmade.

The silky and delicate embellishment of the swaddle was a plain testament to its value.

And it's the same for that baby's suit, whose greatly soft texture manifested its cost, despite its age-revealing yellowish color.

"Why did dad keep this in the safe?" Amber laid down the swaddle with confusion.

Jared took up the piece and inspected it. After gazing at it, he then blinked and said, "I guess it belonged to you as a kid and was wrapped on you the first time you had come to the Reed's, so your father kept i because it meant something special to him."

"Why would you think it was wrapped on me when I first came to the family?" Amber asked in surprise, holding onto the swaddle.

Dropping his eyes, Jared said, "It's just my guess. If it was gotten this for you after you had been part of their family, it would make no sense to preserve this one in particular among all the others. But the clothing you wore the first time you came to the family made such difference. It served as a sweet reminder of what you were like when you first joined the family."

In fact, that wasn't just his guess.

He was able to blurt out that the swaddle was covered on her when she first came to the Reed's because the embroidery had been the work of Velma Clarkson, also known as the old Mrs. Gardner, a renowned expert in embroidery and leading member of the Embroidery Association.

Her had been popular.

However, for reasons unknown, she had announced thirty years ago that she would no longer embroider, a pity to many of her admirers.

But four years afterwards, she broke her own promise by sewing again the day when her daughter-in-law was pregnant.

Lady Velma said to the press that she started embroidering again only to make a swaddle for her unborn grandchild.

The unborn grandchild was Amber.

Hugo Reed sneaked Amber out from the Gardner's soon after she had been born. The swaddle that she was wearing should have been it.

"It's hard to believe that he would have kept it," Jared said to himself.

Unaware of what had been going on Jared's mind, Amber folded the piece of cloth and said, "If your guess is right, then my original family should be kind of cool, well, at least rich."

"It is rich," said Jared.

Amber looked up to him, "Why, you sounded as if you knew my original family."

A mysterious blaze flashed across his eyes as Jared laughed and said, "How would I know, I said that based on this thing."

Jared pointed the swaddle in her hands.

Amber herself did not expect him to know her biological family, so on hearing his remarks, she put the swaddle away back in the leather case, "It doesn't matter if they are rich or not. It won't have anything to do with me. I am a Reed and will always be."

"So are you going to keep it yourself? "Jared said to her.

Amber closed the case, "Sure. Since my father put it away in the safe, it should be something like a memento, then I can't lose it. I will keep it at home."

"Well, don't bring it out in case anyone else see it, "reminded Jared, squinting his eyes.

"Especially the Gardners or anyone who recognizes the craftsmanship of Velma Clarkson, "he thought.

Otherwise, her relation with the Gardner family would be uncovered.

Lady Velma's fine skills at embroidery were highly distinguishable.

Anyone who had seen her works could recognize one right away.

He believed that six out of ten ladies in that circle could identify embroidery created by her.

Amber looked at the serious-looking man and said ironically, "What are you talking about? So you think I will carry around something as private as this and show everybody what I wore as a baby?" Jared was amused by Amber's remark and said smilingly, "Well, you are right. I guess I worry too much."

"What is it that you are worrying?" Amber blinked her eyes. "Well, I just realized that you seem a little weird especially after you saw that swaddle. You-"

"No, actually, you are overthinking it." Jared poked her brow with his finger before she finished.

He was afraid that she would get suspicious if he kept up the conversation.

Fortunately, the interruption dispersed her curiosity and she said no more.

They arrived at Goldstone soon after.

Before the car was pulled over, Amber saw in the distance a crowd of journalists outside the front of the building.

Those journalists had probably learned a lesson from their tries before when they had been cast out by the security or taken away by the police, since they were not blocking the entrance of the Goldstone building but standing several meters away from it.

They were not in the way of the entrance so there was no excuse for the security to banish them.

"Miss Reed, "Ben turned his head to Amber when he saw the scene and asked, "Are we going straight to the garage or—"

"Just pull it over ahead. There is no need to drive into the garage, where I' am sure there are other journalists waiting. I think we might as well just confront them if we are to be cornered anyway," said softly Amber with her rosy mouth.

Ben then looked at Jared.

Jared raised his chin slightly and said, "Do as she said. From now on, to obey her is to obey me."

"Got it." Although Ben smiled to him as he replied, he rolled his eyes wildly at him in his own imagination.

A series of tut-tut streamed out in his head as he thought that his boss was such a henpecked husband-to-be.

"As if he had graduated from some perfect husband school," thought Ben, privately swearing that he would never turn out to be like Jared in a relationship ever!

With the private swear, Ben maneuvered the car over to the parking lot before the Goldstone premise.

Jared's car was easy to recognize for both its price and license plate. He was the only person who owned such a car in Olkmore City after all. People could immediately tell its owner at the sight of the license plate.

As soon as one journalist caught sight of the car, the others soon followed.

At first, they were surprised to see the car of the president of the Farrell Group there but then soon came to realize that Jared and Amber were back together.

It was without question that he was here to see her.

And as they had been informed, she was probably sitting in his car then and there because Jared showed up before Amber did.

All of the journalists lighted up with excitement at the thought of that.

They were only expecting one of them, only to have found that both of them turned up together. Wasn't that an excellent opportunity for news?

Driven by the idea, the journalists therefore swarmed towards the Jared's car and immediately surrounded it from all sides.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐