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.

should have some heft

I carefully opened it, and what I

seen it too,

Yes, a ring.

ring, and judging

a

with some high-tech matching rings, and now he was sending

one.

to grab the ring, but Allen was quicker, snatching it up and scrutinizing it, searching for

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

the ring from every angle but found nothing. Then grabbed the jewelry box, ripping out the lining and even tearing

result was the same:

demeanor vanished, replaced by a mix of annoyance and frustration

contents out in a desperate search, but still found

his

tailing me

to discover it