NovelStartHolding her nerves, Linda Chambers tried to keep calm. After all, she hadn't experienced much in her life, and she was afraid that he would haggle over the price.
That was why she purposely put on the dress that had cost her 16,000 dollars. Linda Chambers opened the box and pushed it to the man opposite.
It was pin-drop silent in the room. Faintly, Linda Chambers heard the classical music from the corridor.
Aston picked up the box and studied the jewelry inside. A while later, he put take it out and looked closer.
The jewelry was made of high-end diamonds. Aston hadn't seen such a piece for many years. Also, the jewelry’s design was excellent.
Linda Chambers studied his expression, trying to figure out what was in his mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith a gentle look, Aston stared at the jewelry intensely as if he appreciated its beauty. Linda Chambers couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.
The longer it took, the more Linda Chambers felt at ease.
If he disliked the jewelry, he wouldn't spend so much time on it, would he? Later, Aston put the jewelry back into the box and asked, “How much are you going to sell?” “1.2 million dollars,” Linda Chambers blurted out, gazing at him determinedly.
Aston looked into her eyes calmly. However, his assistant looked slightly stunned.
Afraid Aston would refuse, Linda Chambers immediately changed her mind. “One million is also acceptable.” Aston exchanged a glance with his assistant. The latter suggested, “Take it, Mr. Jones.” “All right.” Aston’s assistant wrote a one-million dollar check, picked up the box, and put it in Aston’s hands.
“This way, please, Ms. Saunders,” the assistant said politely.
Linda Chambers stood up and bowed at Aston politely. Aston nodded in response. After exchanging a dart with him, his assistant walked Linda Chambers out.
Gazing at her receding figure, Aston put the box on the coffee table, leaning against the back of his chair.
Five minutes later, his assistant pushed the door open and entered. “Mr. Jones, I've sent our man to follow her. What shall we do now?” Staring at the box on the coffee table, Aston replied, “Wait.” His assistant immediately understood what he meant. He remarked, “This girl wore a luxury dress. However, she wanted to sell the jewelry so eagerly and changed her mind immediately. Evidently, the jewelry was stolen.” “The jewelry box is the key point.” Aston curled his lips into a smile. “The diamond ring costs four million dollars, and the bracelet is worth two million. However, she put them in a box worth only a few bucks. Of course, they were stolen.” The girl asked for a low price for the jewelry and took the initiative to lower the offering.
“What's her name?” Aston asked softly.
“Mya Saunders.” “She has a nice name,” Aston stood up and remarked nonchalantly, “But she’s ugly inside.” “Why didn’t you call the police?” asked his assistant.
Aston was about to leave. The question stopped him, and he looked at his assistant.
Under his gaze, his assistant cast down his eyes, realizing Aston didn’t want to get into unnecessary trouble.
“Keep an eye on her,” Aston reminded him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“No worries, Mr. Jones. Our man is professional.” If this matter worsened, that girl couldn't escape. After all, Aston spent money on the jewelry instead of stealing it.
Dusk. The Yard of Saunders’ Villa.
While watering the plants, Mya kept wondering what gift she should prepare for her boyfriend's grandfather.
She lacked experience in such a matter and couldn't ask her parents for their opinion. After all, she had decided to go secretly.
After watering the plants, Mya went to her bedroom on the second floor and started to google the options.
Sitting at the desk, she seriously searched for the answer.
In the yard, a white Maybach was pulled over. Finnley opened the door and got down. When he entered the living room, he saw Paula and greeted her, “Good evening, Paula. Is Mya home?” “Good evening, Mr. Russell. Ms. Saunders is upstairs.” Paula beamed at him, thinking he was a perfect match for Mya.
“Let me check on her in her room. Please don’t inform her.” Finnley wanted to wow Mya.
Paula saw him holding a bunch of sunflowers and strode upstairs. Soon, he vanished into the corner.
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