At that moment, Jennifer suddenly had a thought and couldn’t help asking, "Rose, you’re not Evarose, are you?"
At her words, Rosemary felt all eyes turn to her.
"The handwriting on the blessing you wrote for George is just like Evarose’s." Jennifer knew her pretty daughter-in-law had a lot of aliases, and she could accept even one more.
Now, her eyes were filled with anticipation and a little certainty.
"What blessing?" Phillip and Shirley were puzzled, not knowing what Jennifer was talking about.
"It was last night. Rose wrote a blessing for George and signed it."
Jennifer explained, then nudged George with her elbow and raised an eyebrow. "Isn’t that right?"
"Yes." George immediately pulled out his notebook for everyone to see.
The author was Mirabelle.
The handwriting was graceful and imposing.
Romeo, who had seen this lady’s writing in private, could confirm that these characters were penned by her.
But she was Evarose.
He hadn’t expected that.
"Really?" Jennifer looked at Rosemary expectantly.
Knowing she couldn’t keep her alias a secret any longer, Rosemary could only nod in admission.
Seeing this, Jennifer was even more delighted. "I knew she was Evarose! I really guessed it right!"
George couldn’t believe that the calligraphy master Evarose, whom he had always admired, was his own daughter-in-law.
A strong feeling of joy and shock surged in his heart.
"The prescription Rose wrote last night, and this blessing, whether it’s the size of the characters or the strength of the strokes, they’re all the same as Evarose’s. I really guessed it right."
Jennifer was both happy and surprised, wondering how this little girl had managed to cultivate so many skills, any one of which could be praised.
"I also like Evarose’s writing, but I never thought Evarose would be Rose." Phillip was surprised and burst into laughter. This coincidence was really amazing.
"These characters are written so well." Shirley generously praised, "Rose, you’re really outstanding, truly excellent."
"George, you said you were going away for a few days, so why don’t I keep these six works for you? It would be such a pity if they got damaged." Phillip started to eye his son’s gift.
George quickly hugged the six original works of Evarose in his arms and smiled calmly. "Dad, don’t worry, I already have a place in mind for these six works."
"They’ll get dusty if you hang them up; better keep them in my safe; it’s both safer and cleaner."
"Dad, I have a safe too."
"You can’t always be guarding the safe. Unlike me, I can open it and look every day. What if they get stolen? I think Rose’s works would be best kept with me."
George was frustrated and could only turn to Shirley with a pleading look.
Shirley gave her husband a reproachful look and laughed. "This is a gift from your daughter-in-law to your son; what are you thinking! Didn’t Rose also give you a gift?"
Rosemary smiled and said, "Sure."
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