NovelStart"Of course! Where are you?" Linda knew that such a famous collector's time must be valuable.
She was told an address and Aston’s assistant asked, "Can you find it?” "Yes." "I will wear a cap and wait at the door. Please arrive on time.” "I will.” Then the man hung up. Linda immediately changed her clothes, took the ring and bracelet, put them into the bag, and quickly went out of the door.
Time was running out for her...
She must meet Aston, sell the jewelries and get the money. She had to leave Arkpool overnight. She wanted to use the money to get into the upper class! She would buy a sports car to make herself look rich and then marry a rich guy! Linda had had enough of this life, she now had a clear plan for her future.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs the taxi driver drove her to the appointed location, Linda searched for Aston’s information to learn about his temper so as to improve the chance of closing a deal.
The address was at a hotel that used to be an old building. Many things inside had been kept intact for many years. Being rich didn't get one to stay here, reputation and status did.
At the gate, a man in a black cap appeared on time.
He watched as a woman come out of the cab and walk up to him.
"Hello, I'm Mya." Linda smiled gently, standing in front of the man, “I called you just now.” "Come with me, please.” The man was not interested in her name and walked into the lobby.
Linda followed him with the bag, and her phone had been muted. She had just checked it on the Internet, Aston spent 200 million on an emerald last year. He was a generous man.
So if he liked the jewelries, Linda thought maybe he would be willing to spend five million on them.
Well, she would have to act based on the situation later.
The spiral staircase was old and sophisticated, and there was no elevator here in order to keep it as original. Linda followed the man to the third floor in the warm yellow lights.
They didn't meet anyone else on their way up here and she inexplicably felt guilty and afraid.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWas the online information about Aston reliable? All she knew about him was his name. There was not even a picture of him online, could he be an old man? She followed the man in the hallway to a retro door. The man knocked on the door and pushed it open gently. "Please follow me in.” The room was very large and bright.
Linda walked in and saw a tall man standing at the window.
“Mr. Jones.” The man took off his cap and reported softly. "I brought her here.” When the man turned around at the window, Linda saw a face with gentle features. He was young and handsome, not an old man at all.
"Mr. Jones." Linda greeted him politely.
Aston smiled and walked toward the sofa. "Have a seat.” Linda was stunned, and the assistant repeated it, "Have a seat and show Mr. Jones what you've got.” "Okay." Linda could not delay his time, so she came to the sofa opposite Aston with a slightly nervous heart.
Aston didn’t say anything.
Linda put the bag on the coffee table, unzipped it and took out a small box from the inside.
Both Aston and his assistant set their eyes on the small box. They looked at each other with a slightly meaningful look, but neither of them spoke.
They were waiting for Linda to take out the jewelries.
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