Josie raised an eyebrow. It was the same antique porcelain bowl as before, but its quality and craftsmanship were undoubtedly authentic.

Its true value was worth a city.

“Do you like it?” Morgan asked, staring into her inquisitive eyes.

After carefully considering the antique for a moment, Josie abruptly made a decision. “Are you giving it to me?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Are you really giving this to me?”

“Yup,” Morgan responded patiently.

“So, you’ve given it to me. I can do whatever I want with it, right?”

Seeing the cunning look on her face, Morgan had a bad feeling. He warned her, “I paid eight figures for this.”

Josie smiled as she received the antique from Ryan’s hand. She hugged the bowl to herself and walked away, mumbling, “Perfect.”

Upon leaving Mandarin Oriental Hotel, she happened to see Dexter walking out, escorted by an entourage. His tall figure stood out among the crowd. His face showed no warmth, not even a hint of emotion.

rush off. Instead, he rolled down the window and lit up

his expression, much like his own fickle

of the air conditioner’s current. Her

from the footage from the surveillance cameras earlier, there was a high chance

ask if he would regret his decision. Trading

it. Could it be that he truly liked Heather?

long, someone stood up to shield her from the Wind. A pair of hands covered

only see darkness.

naturally and asked, “What

back,” Morgan said with

arrow released from its bow, quickly disappeared into the

her eyes again, there

curved her lips slowly and

until both parties were satisfied, Josie was finally relieved. At the same time, she received a few photos

outlines could be

were also a few photos showing Xanthe’s

every month. Strangely enough, she has

Oriental Hotel, which was essentially

of money to an

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