Chapter 451
However, dozens of bodyguards cleared the way. The
head bodyguard held a black umbrella and followed
Shawn and Gale, completely isolating the crowd and the lights.
In this manner, the reporters could not see their faces. They only saw Shawn’s black suit trousers and Gale’s white skirt swaying gracefully.
An observant bystander shouted…
“Mrs. Wood is holding the Heart of the Deep Sea!”
“What?”
“She held such a precious crown in her hand so casually? Why didn’t she pack it in a box?”
The camera captured Gale’s hand, seizing the short few seconds, getting all kinds of close–ups.
Gale walked quickly and then got into the car.
The windows were covered with light–blocking film, so it was impossible to see what was happening inside.
The hustle and bustle outside finally cooled off.
Gale lowered her head and looked at the crown in her hand.
The skin on her palm was punctured, but there was no blood, as it was just a small injury.
“I’ll give it back to you. Here,” she said.
Gale handed over the crown, but Shawn rejected it.
He said slowly, “I say, if you don’t want it, you can throw it away.”
“Throw it away?!”
“Yes.”
“You…” Gale really did not know what to say. “Shawn, you must be sick!”
He suddenly leaned over and trapped her between the car window and his chest.
“Yes, Gale, I’m sick, and it’s serious… From the moment I realized that I fell in love with you, I was no longer normal,” Shawn said in a deep and magnetic voice.
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