q“Ah?” Stunned, Gordon muttered, “Mr. Lindberg, this...”
Equally shocked, Francesca asked, “W-Why?”
“I thought you didn't like jewelry?” Danrique shot her a cold glare before adding, “You tried to reject it several times this morning. Since you don't like it, why force you to accept it?”
“I-I...”
Francesca badly wanted to say that she liked the gift, yet she could not bring herself to utter those words.
A furious Danrique entered the car instead of waiting for her to reply.
Meanwhile, Gordon remained frozen to the spot in indecision.
Sean whispered in his ear, “Just follow his orders and return the jewelry.”
After that, Sean followed Danrique into the car.
Gordon could only close the jewelry box and address one of the bodyguards, Mylo, “You know what to do with it?”
“Yes.” Mylo lowered his head and acknowledged Gordon's orders. “I'll return the item right away.”
As he spoke, Mylo lifted the box and left with several people in tow.
Francesca stared at the box longingly.
It's fine. I already got seven sets of jewelry. Losing this one necklace isn't a big deal. We shouldn't be too greedy, after all.
Gordon lamented, “What a shame! That necklace was Moon River's Heart. It's one-of-a-kind, and Mr. Lindberg pulled a lot of strings to buy it. It's worth three hundred million!”
“What?” Francesca's eyes widened in astonishment as she exclaimed, “Did you just say that the necklace was worth three hundred million? What currency is that? M Nation's?”
“Of course! Returning it now is such a waste of betrothal money.”
Francesca was rendered speechless.
Three hundred million in M Nation's currency?
She suddenly asked, “T-Then, how much were the other jewelry worth?”
She was so agitated that her words came out as stutters.
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