Chapter 209: A Happy Day
Alva doesn’t know everything that’s going on in Washington. All she can think about is design.
After talking with Callahan and Philip that night, the three made an appointment to visit Philip’s jewelry store the next day.
So Alva got up early in the morning and went to the rendezvous.
The Helzberg Diamonds.
The name of Philip’s Jewelers.
The taxi stopped outside Helzberg Diamonds and Alva got out.
Callahan, come here right away.
“Alva.”
He’s been waiting outside the store.
Alva trotted over. “Callahan, how long have you been here?”
She had arrived twenty minutes earlier than the appointed time, but the master had arrived even earlier.
Callahan smiled and said, “Not long. Go, go in.”
“Good,” said Hermione.
They went in without saying much. Philip came out to meet them. “Alva Callahan, come here and look at what I have here.”
Alva, “Yes, Philip.”
Callahan chuckled, “What have I never seen in your shop?”
Philip stared. “I won’t show you. I’ll show Alva.” ? “If I don’t see it, I don’t like it anymore.”
“Hey, you old man, still going.”
The two old men exchanged words.
Alva bent her lips and walked to the counter, looking at the jewelry on the gold velvet.
Philip’s, like his name, has a lot of flavor.
Of course, the store is so antique, so is the stuff on the counter.
It’s all classical.
Alva looked at these full of classical diamonds, crystals, a feeling of walking into another world.
Philip came over and said, “All my jewelry is handmade. There is no machinery. Each piece is unique.”
Alva nodded, her eyes shining. “I can see it.”
A closer look at the same things will find very different, in addition to pure manual nothing else to speak of.
Alva looked at a diamond and said. “Can I have a look at this diamond?”
“Of course.”
Philip took it out for her himself.
Alva carefully took it with her hands, and in an instant, a cool feeling came from her palms.
Her eyes shone as she caressed the diamond.
The atmosphere is elegant.
She could imagine how elegant it would be to put this diamond in a girl’s hair.
Philip saw how she liked it and said, “If you like the diamond, I’ll give it to you.”
Alva said quickly, “No, no.”
Give the diamond back to Philip.
Seeing her nervous appearance, Philip smiled and said, “Don’t mention it to me. I pay attention to fate. If you like this, it means you have fate.”
Alva shook her head. “Philip, you can’t.”
This diamond is a good diamond to touch, not to mention tens of thousands of dollars, thousands of dollars are needed.
She can’t charge people thousands of dollars for something.
When Alva refused, Philip said, “Well, nothing. If there’s anything you want to know, just ask and I’ll tell you everything.”
“Good,” said Hermione.
Alva took out her pen and notebook and began to make notes about what was in it, asking Philip if she had any questions.
Very serious.
Callahan stood next to two people, looking at Alva seriously, suddenly remembered when he just knew Alva.
At the beginning Alva was a kind of sustenance for him, a hope for
embroidery on a useful person, and she came right.
Just in time.
But in teaching her embroidery after, she followed him, with a seriousness, courtesy, respect which flattered him about the child.
Then to the back, Ronan hurt her, she chose tolerance, her such a heart let him admire.
By now, he had taken her as her apprentice.
His true closed disciple.
Alva spent the morning at Helzberg Diamonds. Philip asked her to have dinner with him, and Alva agreed.
The three go to an authentic restaurant in II City. Alva pays the money early and Philip keeps talking to her.
Alva smiled and said, “I feel bad that I missed Philip all morning and didn’t buy a meal.”
“You boy, did you learn that from your master?”
Callahan threw his hands behind his back, lifted his chin and said proudly, “What? No?”
Philip pointed at him. “You old brat!”
“You’re different?”
The two men spoke again.
Alva had a smile on her lips.
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