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Chapter 207

Chapter 207:

Morris, pleased by her graciousness, gazed at her with even more warmth and admiration.

Watching the affectionate exchange, Layla seized the moment to speak again. “Khloe, with such a valuable gift from Great-uncle, surely you must have something to offer in return? You must be quite special to be with Henrik. I’m eager to see what you’ve got. Show us something that’ll really wow us.”

Khloe raised an eyebrow. So, that was why Layla had brought up the topic of gifts—it was all a setup.

If Khloe didn’t come up with something remarkable, she’d seem careless, maybe even selfish. And with Morris already having given her a one-of-a-kind piece of jewelry as a welcome gift, the pressure was undeniable.

The problem was clear: what could she possibly give Morris that would stand out? He already had everything—things most people could only dream of.

two gifts for Morris. The first is a health elixir I made myself. It’s restorative and nourishing for the body. The second is

their eyes wide and their faces filled with surprise. They couldn’t

Morris, usually so composed, shifted in his seat. A rare look of surprise crossed his face. After years in the business world, he’d seen and

that critics and collectors were left speechless. But just as quickly as the

a famous artist’s private collection, and the third was securely in Morris’ hands. In the Watson family,

That meant there was just one

fourth painting and bring

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Group was worth trillions, and one percent of its shares wasn’t just generous—it

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and unease. She had never expected Khloe to come up with something so

stunning fact was that Layla had come here tonight with her own secret—a plan to impress Morris with White’s fourth painting. How in the world could it be in Khloe’s possession? How could someone like her—a disgraced ex-heiress, disowned by her family and even having served time in prison—possibly possess

exclaimed, jumping to her feet. “What a coincidence! I also brought a painting by White. It took everything I had to track it down, but I

this meant—only one of the two paintings could be real. Most of them