Chapter 672

The butler placed the box on the table and muttered under his breath, "Man, it's surprisingly heavy." "Didn't think Miss Hale would be this... thoughtful on New Year's Eve," he added, pulling off the wrapping to reveal a box shaped like jade. At first, the butler didn't think too much of it. He held it up, admiring, "Looks like top-quality Hetian jade—" Top-quality... urn. Yup. It was a damn fancy urn. "Wait, this—this!" The butler practically jumped, eyes wide in disbelief as he pointed a trembling finger at the thing. "Sir, what... what is this?!" Samuel's face turned as black as the bottom of a burnt pot. Everyone in the Schroeder family knew he was crazy about feng shui—practically lived and breathed that stuff. His bedroom and office were picked based on the best feng shui spots. Even every building project under Schroeder Group wouldn't break ground without some incense, offerings, and a proper ceremony to appease the heavens. And now, Amelia had sent him an urn. On New Year's Ev