Mrs. Johnson looked at Sky Moore and shook her head. "No matter how tough life is, the children shouldn't suffer. Tell me where you live, and I will send some servants over tomorrow with supplies."
Tasha Moore hesitated for a moment, then with a look of gratitude that could not be refused, reluctantly agreed and gave Mrs. Johnson the address.
Mrs. Johnson crouched down to look at Sky Moore, who was hiding behind Tasha Moore. Seeing the boy's face, which greatly resembled Samuel's, she felt a surge of affection. She took off the jade bracelet from her wrist and placed it in Sky's small hand, saying kindly, "Sky, dear, I didn't bring any proper gift for our meeting, so please accept this."
It was an exquisite jade bracelet, free of any impurities, and shining luminously—an invaluable treasure. A family heirloom passed down from her own family, she had worn it for many years, but now she casually offered it to a child she had just met.
