Chapter 174
Chapter 174 Silver Headdress
Another month had passed.
Ian drove a jeep with two bodyguards toward a vige near the borders. He was going to meet an old
vige chief there. This vige was located in a remote area with a sp ar se poption. Most of the
vigers there lived an isted life. The total poption of the entire vige was not more than five
hundred people.
Just half a month ago, the only college student in this vige organized a photography exhibition in a
small city. As an unknown student photographer, he took some pictures depicting the local customs of
his hometown. It wouldn’t have attracted much attention, butn, who happened to be in the city for
business, went to take a look at the exhibition apanied by a local business tycoon.
The reason was that the tycoon’s own son had also taken some alternative and seemingly artsy
photos. The tycoon wanted to show off his talented and artistic son, and a photography exhibition
naturally served as a good publicity stunt. The coboration project was worth two hundred million, and
lan was naturally willing to attend, considering it a business socializing opportunity.
However, after arriving there, he realized that he’d chanced upon an opportunity to uncover something
profound.
At the photography exhibition,n saw a ck and white portrait of a woman adorned with silver
jewelry and dressed in a set of luxurious ethnic clothing. Even though only a portion of her profile was
captured in the photo, he immediately recognized that the woman in the picture had the exact same
features as Erin!
That same evening, he arranged a meeting with that student photographer,n was generous and
handed over a hundred thousand in cash right on the spot in a private booth at the café.
The college student. Darian, was a photography enthusiast. He’d been eyeing a specific camera lens
for three years, and one hundred thousand dors happened to be enough for him to purchase il.
Chatting rapidly, Darian revealed everything he knew ton.
He exined that the woman in the ck and white photo was Yvette Dempsey, the daughter of their
old vige chief, Lamar Dempsey. She was twenty-five years old that year and was the only daughter
of the chief, as well as the renowned vige beauty.
Darian’s deceased mother had told him that Yvette had appeared suddenly many years ago. In fact,
the people in the vige knew that Lamar had bought her from human traffickers using money.
However, no one paid much attention to this matter. Firstly, it had nothing to do with them, and the
people in the vige weren’t concerned about each other’s affairs as they led their own lives behind
closed doors.
Secondly, Lamar was a descendant of the vige’sndlord. Since he was practically royalty there, no
one dared to provoke him. But most importantly, it was because Lamar’s mother was of the Murrka
ethnic minority known for their ability to practice witchcraft.
No one in this vige dared to go against the chief’s family.
Darian also mentioned that he attended university in a small city and, after being exposed to the
Inte, he naturally came to know about the new actress, Erin Lane. Although she didn’t appear much
on screenter, her appearance made asting impression on Darian. He’d
spected whether Erin and Yvette, back in his vige, were twin sisters.
At that time, Darian was afraid that Lamar would find out that he’d photographed Yvette. He didn’t dare
to take a headshot of Yvette and exhibit it, fearing retaliation from Lamar. After all, he raised Yvelle in a
secluded living environment and didn’t want anyone to know about
her origins.
Armed with the information provided by Darian,n embarked on the path to uncover the truth. Even if
Erin couldn’t be found, it wouldn’t
hurt to locate her sister, who looked exactly like her.
lan waited in the living room of Lamar’s house with a set of handmade silver bridal headdresses worth
five million dors.
Just three days ago, Lamar announced to the entire vige that he would begin searching for a son-in-
law for his daughter, Yvette. He was looking for a son-inw who would marry into the family, and
whoever was interested should bring a set of handmade silver bridal headdresses to have an audience
with him.
The craftsmanship of the headdress would first be inspected by the vige’s old silversmith. If it passed
the first test, one could meet Lamar in person to have a conversation. Only after passing Lamar’s
scrutiny would one have an opportunity to meet his daughter, Yvette.
Zinka entered the rustic and elegant living room with ethnic motifs holding two tes of fruit.
Although Lamar and his family lived a secluded life in the borders, he ced emphasis on the
education of the people in his household.
Speaking in somewhat broken Coandrian, Zinka said, “Mr. Sloan, these are fruits grown in our vige.
They are absolutely delicious and healthy. Please try them.”
lan, dressed in a sophisticated suit and wearing a deep blue tie, appeared exceptionally smart and
handsome. Taking in his refined temperament and handsome appearance, Zinka couldn’t help but
smile uncontrobly.
*Thank you, Zinka. This coffee is excellent. It’s my first time tasting such good coffee.” Ian had it all
down when it came to pleasing. people. He’d honed his smooth conversational skills of adapting his
speech to appeal to different people and situations from his business
endeavors.
Zinka blushed with a beaming smile. This was the first time she’d seen such a handsome man.
As they were chatting, an elderly man wearing a long green robe entered through the front door. He
looked to be in his seventies, with gray hair and an upturned mustache that added to his imposing
presence. He wore a pair offortable ck canvas shoes and held a tobo pipe with an emerald
mouthpiece. He was the old vige chief, Lamar..
Upon seeing Lamar,n stepped forward, walking all the way to the eaves of the hall to show respect.
Lamar didn’t have a favorable impression ofn due to the modern suit he was wearing, However,
sincen appeared at least superficially respectful toward him, he didn’t immediately chase the younger
man away.
“Are you Mr. Sloan?” Lamar, with his hands behind his back and holding the tobo pipe, walked into
the living room. He calmly sat down on an individual couch in his living room.
lan turned around and bowed slightly to Lamar, saying. “My name isn. Greetings, Mr. Dempsey. I
have brought the handmade bridal silver jewelry you requested. Please have a look.”
Lamar nced at him arrogantly from head to toe. “You’re not from our vige. How did you know
about my seeking someone to marry my
daughter? Don’t lie to me. I won’t give a second chance to someone who lies.”
lan smiled pleasantly and said, “Mr. Dempsey, I have no intention of deceiving you because I sincerely
want to marry your daughter. I saw
a photo of your daughter at a photography exhibition two weeks ago. Just a side profile of her left a
lasting impression on me. I found the
photographer and inquired about your daughter.”
Looking sincere with a hint of uneasiness, he continued, “I hope you don’t me Darian. It was me who
begged him repeatedly to tell me.”
Lamar furrowed his brow, seemingly trying to remember who Darian was. Zinka reminded him, and he
finally recalled that Darian was a young man who left their remote mountain vige to study in a city.
Darian’s family had never brought shame to the vige, and this eased
Lamar’s anger by a little.
His gaze shifted to the handmade bridal silver jewelry not far away, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He
was satisfied and silently approved of the gift thatn had brought though he didn’t show it.
Just by a rough nce, one could tell that the entire set of silver jewelry was of top quality. Showing an
appreciative expression, Lamarmented, “Not bad, young man. The fact that you managed to
convince the renowned craftsman, Rhett Jachim, to sell you his treasured masterpiece shows that you
put a lot of thought into it.”
lan responded calmly, “Mr. Dempsey, you tter me.”
Lamar smiled but didn’t say anything. After a few seconds, he suddenly said to Zinka, “Ask Yvette toContent ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.<pe out and meet Mr. Sloan. Let
them chat for a while. I’m going to take a nap.”