No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 827

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at that moment. Ernest must have been really bored when he came up with this idea. I mean, decorating an urn and disguising a collector as a jewelry box? That's just plain ridiculous.

Or maybe he did it on purpose, so others would just think it was jewelry, not some collector.

"What on earth is he up to?" Allen was losing his patience, reaching out to grab it.

I swatted his hand away, mocking him, "What are you thinking? Aren't you worried

there might be a venomous scorpion or some hidden trap inside?"

Allen shot me a glance, "Then hurry up and open it. Ernest's got quite the imagination, pulling something like this."

I would have opened it even if he hadn't pushed me to. I reached out and took the

red jewelry box from the fluffy white feathers.

It was really light!

Right then, I thought, there's no way there's a collector inside this box.

have some

opened it, and what I saw

seen it too, equally shocked and

Yes, a ring.

diamond ring, and judging

this guy have a thing for

high-tech matching rings,

one.

the ring, but Allen was quicker, snatching it up and

with the ring. Instead, I focused on the jewelry box, which

inspected the ring from every angle but found nothing. Then grabbed the jewelry box,

result was the

expression changed, the casual demeanor vanished, replaced by a mix of annoyance and

the urn, dumping its contents

of his men, "Smash it to pieces." He really wasn't giving

months, tailing me for any clues, putting in a lot

found something, only to discover