Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 110 An Expensive Gift

Aurora glanced at the security camera monitor at the entrance and saw an elderly man

in black, holding a box under the dim light.

"Is anyone home?"

"Who are you?" Aurora asked, puzzled.

"Miss, hello. I am the new neighbor from next door. This is a gift prepared by my master for you. May I have a word with you?" The old man asked respectfully.

From his tone and posture, it was clear he might be a butler from a wealthy household.

"Alright, just a moment," Aurora responded. She had planned to visit the new neighbors the next day, but they had decided to come over tonight, evidently a family that valued etiquette.

Upon opening the door, Aurora was greeted by a kindly smile. "Thank you, sir. This bottle of wine can be a return gift for your master."

"You are too kind, miss. If you ever encounter any trouble, feel free to come to us. It's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest any longer," the old man said as he took the wine and left.

Aurora, holding the gift box, went upstairs, took a delightful bath, and then sat on her bed to unwrap the gift. For a woman, unwrapping gifts was always a joyful affair, especially when the contents were unknown. Even if the value wasn't high, the anticipation was thrilling.

handmade cookies or a small ornament, she opened

so precious that it needed extra protection? Impatiently, Aurora

of Russian nesting dolls, opening one box only to find a smaller one inside. When she reached the ninth box, she found a

it be a brooch? But how would the new

her eyes. It was a ring with a large diamond, at least three carats. The design was unique, the craftsmanship exquisite, resembling the work of a renowned international designer. Even in an ordinary jewelry store, such a ring

meeting and a ring for a stranger? Aurora thought perhaps there had been a mix-up with

to repackage the ring when she noticed that the seemingly unrelated patterns on the previous boxes were actually

puzzle. She pieced the boxes together, only to discover they formed a picture of a woman, though

reminded Aurora of the scratch cards from her childhood. Although she was curious about the woman's identity, scratching it off seemed like

approach. If someone ever presented her a gift in such a manner, she would

who answered the door, greeted her with a warm smile. "Miss, you're still up at this hour?" "Hello, I'm here to return this gift. You must

personally prepared by the master. If there's a mistake,

it made sense. The butler's compliance was impeccable, adhering strictly

upstairs. Miss. You can go up and see him yourself," the old man stepped aside, allowing her through. Aurora felt it was quite late to venture into a

girlfriend. Interfering could ruin a beautiful relationship between them, so she ascended the stairs. The villa's layout was identical to her

staircase, she immediately heard piano music from above. Was the master ill-advised to

was unmistakably