Nora looked down at the velvet box in her palm, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst from her chest.
Taking a deep breath, she flipped the lid open.
The next second, she froze completely.
Resting quietly in the dark blue velvet groove was a solid, dark green private stamp. It was smooth to the touch, and the bottom was engraved with elegant lettering.
—Evangeline Fairchild.
This wasn't The Ivory Pill?!
Nora stared blankly for two seconds before looking up at Elias. "This is..."
"This is the private stamp created as a token when your grandfather and I first arranged the marriage pact."
Elias slowly picked up his teacup and took a sip. Catching Nora's bewildered expression from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "What, did you think it was The Ivory Pill in there?"
Nora: "..."
Obviously...
All she cared about right now was The Ivory Pill!
Seeing her frown, Elias chuckled. He leaned back in his chair unhurriedly, resting his crossed hands on his knees. "Nora, don't blame an old man for using The Ivory Pill to force your hand. I had no other choice. Jude is too honest. If I had told him the truth straight out, he never would have agreed to this. It had to come from you..."
He cast a meaningful glance at Jude. "He definitely listens to you."
"???"
A row of question marks practically appeared above Nora's head. Just as she was trying to decipher what Elias meant, Jude's deep voice cut in, "Grandpa, stop talking nonsense!"
Elias chuckled softly. Sure, nonsense!
He wondered who the guy was that would walk through fire if a certain someone just said the word, even going along with something as absurd as a fake engagement...


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