âApparently, there was a platinum emerald ring put up at an antique auction today. Iâve already asked our people to intercept it.â
Sebastian listened to the report as a steady breeze ruffled his hair slightly. He quietly stared at the tall building across the street and asked, âWho sent it there?â
âA woman from a second-hand luxury shop sent it there just this noon. She said she got it from a customer. Iâve got all the information on the ring and the woman. Iâll send them to you right now.â
The three sides of the interrogation room were made of dark gray glass. People outside would have a clear view of everything inside.
Sebastian was standing outside the glass door. His shiny leather shoes looked spotless, and his dark eyes narrowed at the dazzling emerald ring he held between his slender fingers. His fingertips rubbed against the initials carved on the inner wall of the ring. He looked dangerous.
The coffee in Seanâs hands had turned cold. He cautiously handed it to Sebastian again. âBoss, we found the woman. Weâll bring her in for interrogation right away. Iâll make sure she confesses everything.â
Sebastian nodded and looked at the interrogation room.
The shop manager was brought in. She was no longer arrogant and domineering as before. She looked around and found men clad in suits staring down at her.
âWhere did you get this ring?â Sean pounded the table. He sounded just like a fierce detective.
The shop manager rubbed her hands nervously. Judging from their clothes and domineering aura, she understood they were powerful people she couldnât mess with. She had played several dirty tricks lately and didnât know who had brought her here to settle the accounts.
âI... I have heard about this ring on TV and in magazines before. I knew it was a famous antique, so I bought it from a customer for a high price.â
âAre you sure you bought it at a high price?â Sean took out the evidence, along with the videos and photos that Sebastian had just taken at the door of the second-hand shop. âThis woman is the owner of the ring. She said that you had stolen her ring. Could you explain that?â
The shop managerâs eyes widened as she realized it was the same woman who had come to the shop earlier. She still tried to defend herself, but the tall men walked toward her, their eyes gleaming with malice.
âTell the truth, or you will have to bear the consequences,â Sean snapped viciously.
The shop manager was just an ordinary woman. She had never encountered such a situation before and had no clue how powerful and dangerous these people were. The woman trembled with fear. She did not dare to lie anymore and ended up admitting the truth.
âI offered a high price, but that lady didnât want to sell it, so I got greedy and came up with this idea. I have sold fake jewelry before, and I happened to have a similar one in my hand, so I replaced the ring with the counterfeit.â
Sebastianâs jaw tightened; anger blazed in his eyes. He turned to a man next to him and ordered, âI donât care what you do. Send this woman to jail and make sure she never comes out.â
That evening, Natalie was sitting on the sofa, examining her design. Just then, she heard the sound of the key twisting in the lock.
Sebastian opened the door and came in. As soon as he closed the door, he saw Natalie walking toward her room with her drawing.
He strode forward and stopped her. âThe ring is back. Take it,â he said, slipping the ring into her finger.
Natalie pursed her lips and put the ring back in his palm. âIâm glad youâve found it. Just keep it with yourself. Donât give such a valuable thing to me again,â she said flatly, looking into the distance.
âAre you still mad at me about what happened in the morning?â Sebastianâs face darkened.
âNo. Itâs just that Iâm not good at keeping things. If anything goes wrong, Iâm afraid others might think I secretly sold it for money,â Natalie said. Her face bore no expression.
Hearing that, Sebastian knew that Natalie was still furious.
âWhat do you want me to do?â Sebastian felt helpless. He didnât know what would make her feel better.
Natalie arched an eyebrow and looked at him. âYou donât have to do anything.â
Then, she walked into her room and slammed the door shut behind her, leaving Sebastian all alone.
Sebastian ran a hand through his hair, feeling helpless.
He didnât know who would give him the right advice now.
Sebastian knew he had to somehow coax Natalie. However, he had no experience coaxing girls before, so he didnât know how to make Natalie feel better.
Sebastian racked his brains but couldnât come up with a solution. Finally, he left the house to look for Garrett.
Garrett was an experienced man in love. Sebastian felt he would be able to give him the right solution.
The bar looked dim except for the occasional neon lights that flashed from time to time. The loud music vibrated through the floor.
Seeing Sebastian walking into the bar, Garrett quickly drove away the beautiful women clinging to him and straightened his clothes.
After hearing why Sebastian was here today, Garrett burst out laughing. âI canât believe youâd come to me one day for such a thing.â
Sebastian slowly picked up the glass. The dim lights softened his features, making him look more handsome. He leaned against the sofa, stretching out his long legs. âMind your tongue. Unless you donât want to have weekends this month.â
Garrett cleared his throat and swallowed the rest of his words.
He picked a glass of wine and sat beside Sebastian. âDo you want me to be single all my life? My eighteenth girlfriend is waiting for me to take her on a date this weekend.â
âDidnât you say that your seventeenth girlfriend was pregnant? Donât you want to get married?â Sebastian frowned and took a sip of the wine.
âHow could I marry a woman pregnant with another manâs child?â Garrett sneered but quickly rearranged his expression and smiled at Sebastian.
âCoaxing women is easy,â he said, scratching his chin. âIf you knowingly or unknowingly piss her off, just apologize to her. Hug her and say something sweet. Her anger will quickly subside.â
Sebastian rolled his eyes impatiently. âWhatâs the matter with you? If I knew what to say, I wouldnât be asking you for help.â
âAre you serious?â Garrett downed the remaining contents of his drink and pushed his glass up. After a momentâs thought, he asked, âDo you know what she likes? Buy her something she likes: branded bags, jewelry, clothes. Buy a lot of the most expensive things she likes, and just shower her with gifts. I promise she will calm down the next day.â
Sebastianâs face was hidden in the dark; only his high nose was revealed. His fingertips drew circles on the rim of the glass. âShe likes those things, but thatâs only because she can sell them for money. Iâd rather give her the money directly.â
âHmm... Your wife is quite interesting,â Garrett said, smiling.
Sebastian glared at him. Garrett immediately waved his hand and explained, âI didnât mean that. Donât get me wrong. Since she likes money, it will be easier to solve the problem. Youâre a wealthy man, after all.â
Sebastian stood up and patted Garrettâs shoulder. His eyes darkened. âThatâs enough for today. Donât drink too much. Iâll give your idea a try.â
Natalie didnât sleep well last night.
She looked listless when she woke up in the morning.
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