However, this improvement wasn't very noticeable. Could it be just his imagination?

Unable to figure it out, Ithan decided not to dwell on it and continued holding the pearl.

He continued to feel the comforting coldness, eventually drifting off.Since this cooling sensation had therapeutic abilities, it must have other advantages as well. He was willing to investigate and discover this bead's wonders long as it didn't harm his body.

Westfield was woken up from his slumber when his phone Nicholas's already 1?" he glanced at the time and chuckled. He felt strength surge in him, and he was revitalized, which gave him a new understanding of the pearl's effects.

The call was from Frances, who had already parked her car in front of his New Falls. After answering the phone, Westfield went downstairs without worrying about lunch; he didn't even feel hungry at the moment.

Frances was driving a BMW 7 Series. As Westfield walked out of the New Falls's gate, he saw her lowering the car window and waving at him.“Have you eaten? Do you want to grab a bite first?”

She asked with concern.

"I already ate, so let's just go to the fair you mentioned!" Westfield bluntly replied, getting into the passenger seat and fastening his seatbelt.

Frances didn't really respond and started the car. As the car started moving, he involuntarily glanced at New Falls's yard before showing a strange expression on his face. Unable to resist, he turned his head to look again.

In Redsprings yard was a sycamore tree, one side of its crown grew dense and lush, while one corner had bare branches that stood out in stark contrast to the rest of the tree.

Moreover, that corner seemed to be right next to his bedroom window!

Before Westfield could examine it further, the car had already driven away. He didn't pay it much mind since he could see it later when he returned.

The mineral gambling event that Frances mentioned wras held at a convention center in Meadow Park's district, with a grand setup and bustling crowd.

"Russell Reyes, you've arrived. I've been waiting for you for over half an hour!" Just as they got out of the car, Westfield put on the sunglasses he brought as they were approached by a well-dressed young man.

Westfield noticed that this man looked at him with a hint of vigilance and hostility in his eyes.

"I got held up. Autumnfield, didn't you say you invited Mr. Arthur? Where is he?”Frances casually asked, seemingly uninterested in explaining much to this man.

"Don't you trust me? Mr. Arthur has already arrived and is in the venue. He went to help check the mineral's qualities. Russell Reyes,this is...?" Autumnfield finally directed the conversation toward Westfield.

"This is Spring Town, my friend. Since Mr. Arthur has arrived, let's go in quickly and not keep him waiting!" Frances made a brief introduction and urged them to move.

Hearing this, Autumnfield didn't ask any more questions and calmly led Frances and Westfield to one of the exhibition areas.

"Your employee?" Westfield quietly asked her, walking by her side.

"Yes, his name is Autumnfield, and he's the company's vice president. He's quite capable, but he's also a bit of a snob!" Frances explained with a smile, showing her confidence in Autumnfield.

Westfield didn't ask any further despite sensing something from Autumnfield's eyes. However, that was Frances's business, and he didn't want to get involved as long as he wasn't bothered.

Under Autumnfield's guidance, they arrived at an ore exhibition area. The Mr.Sean Morris mentioned before was a man in his 50s or 60s, his attire slightly messy with a magnifying glass in hand.

"Mr. Arthur, thank you for your hard work today! Autumnheights make sure Autumnfield takes good care of you tonight!" After meeting, Frances warmly expressed her thanks to the old man.

"Russell Reyes, you're too kind. I already promised you that I'd do my best to help!" Nicholas politely replied, before his gaze fell on Westfield and showed a hint of doubt.