Chapter 17
Ferris was completely enraged by my words, his chest heaving violently as he shouted sternly: “Will you take it off or not!”
My tone was light and breezy: “I won’t.”
“Fine! If you like it so much, then wear it. Anyway, I’ll never buy you a ring–you’ll pay for this ring yourself!”
Me: “Mm–hmm.”
I turned to the clerk and said: “I’ll take this ring with me directly, that’s no problem, right?”
The clerk immediately replied: “Of course, the payment for this ring has already been settled on your end.”
Both Ferris and Ashley were stunned, especially Ashley, who looked at me with a hint of jealousy in her eyes.
Ferris frowned: “Where did you get so much money?”
I replied calmly. “That’s none of your business.”
Ferris wanted to say “you’re my Luna,” but thinking of the heartless words he’d just said to me, he suddenly couldn’t voice those words. So he glared at me angrily, turned around, and stormed off.
Ashley chased after him: “Ferris, wait for me.”
After those two left, the clerk didn’t dare say much more. After preparing the packaging bag and gifts for me, they politely bid me farewell.
I was about to leave when I suddenly thought of something.
“Do you have contact information for the person who custom–made this ring?”
Third Person Perspective
At this moment, in Black Mountain Pack’s central building’s top floor.
Inside the Alpha’s office, quiet as night, firelight danced in the fireplace, casting the man’s stern features in deeper shadows.
Adrian held his phone, watching a new friend request pop up on the screen. He raised an eyebrow slightly and tapped “accept.”
The contact name was: Aurora.
The next second, a message appeared.
He looked down, and a faint smile curved his lips.
In the photo was a slender yet elegantly graceful hand, wearing the ring he had personally commissioned–a six–carat blue diamond set in a band interwoven
with pink and white diamonds, sparkling brilliantly under the light.
Thank you for the gift. The ring is very beautiful.]
[It looks good. Do you like it?]
Adrian’s smile deepened.
[Good that you like it.]
[This ring must be very expensive, right? We haven’t even met yet, and you’re giving me such an expensive gift.]
[Not expensive. You deserve the best.]
Beta Neil stood nearby, waiting for Adrian to sign the last page of documents.
Adrian, who was usually cold as an ice sculpture, was actually smiling?
And it wasn’t that perfunctory polite smile, but truly genuine–sweetness.
It was as if the air was filled with pink bubbles. He almost thought he’d walked onto the wrong set, accidentally wandering from Black Mountain Pack into a romantic drama filming location.
“Finished signing. Why do you keep staring at me?”
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