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.

he rolled down the window

smoke swirled before his face, obscuring his expression, much

the path of the air conditioner’s current. Her

earlier, there was a

ask if he would regret

still, he went through with it. Could it be that he truly liked

Wind. A pair of hands

only see darkness.

eyes naturally and asked, “What are

back,” Morgan said with a

two cigarettes, the car, like an arrow released from its bow, quickly disappeared

Josie opened her eyes again, there was

her lips slowly and

until both parties were satisfied, Josie was finally relieved.

from which the general outlines could be discerned. However, they were merely slavish imitations.

were also a few photos

casinos the most every month. Strangely enough, she has never been to the

Mandarin Oriental Hotel,

also transfers a fixed amount of money to an overseas account

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