Betty turned her face toward the direction of the coffee table and immediately spotted the gilded vase on it, intricately carved and exuding a sense of elegance and antiquity.
Recognizing it as the other vase from the pair that Abel had taken, Betty joyfully stepped forward, bending down to admire the vase on the table.
She examined the vase from every angle, front and back, left and right, several times before she sighed in admiration.
"It's simply beautiful!"
If she could pair the two vases and give them to her grandmother as a birthday gift, her grandmother would definitely be very happy.
Crouching there, gazing at the vase on the coffee table, Betty looked full of longing.
Noticing her expression, Abel walked over and sat on the edge of the coffee table beside her.
"So, do you think I deserve a thank-you kiss or something?"
Betty's big eyes rolled, her gaze landing on his face, and she immediately stifled her smile.
Hmph!
