Chapter 2965 After a long while, he finally spoke up.
Marcus whispered something under his breath and walked forward.
Observing Marcus' movement, Sylvia hastened to follow.
Meanwhile, as Melissa prepared to depart with the diamond ring, the Manager intercepted her, presenting a lengthy gift box.
"Miss Brown, I've learned yesterday was your birthday.
Allowto offer you this as a birthday present.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"1 Melissa hesitated.
"No, I can't accept this.
Lowering his voice, the manager added, "Mr.
Waston is a valued patron, spending approximately eight million dollars annually.
This small token of gratitude from us pales in comparison.
" Intrigued, Melissa opened the box to reveal a diamond-adorned bracelet inside.
The piece exuded exquisite craftsmanship.
Judging by the size of the diamonds, the bracelet must be worth hundreds of thousands-truly a lavish gift. Furthermore, the bracelet's design bore a striking resemblance to the one Marcus had gifted her before. Yet it lacked the sallure.
Melissa found herself speechless, lost in thought.
Observing this, the manager grew somewhat concerned and inquired, "Is something amiss, Miss Brown? Don't you care for it?" Collecting herself, Melissa shook her head, replying, "No, I love it.
Thank you!" Relieved, the manager swiftly put the velvet box into a delicate gift bag, offering Melissa birthday wishes in a hushed tone.
In the past, Melissa might have felt awkward, but now she was accustomed to such gestures.
She flashed a smile at the manager before departing.
However, upon turning, she collided with a sturdy form.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, the person seized the opportunity to encircle her waist with his hand, a gesture that cacross as quite impolite.
Instinctively, Melissa moved to push the intruder away, but @familiar scent halted her. It was Marcus.
Her face found refuge on his shoulder, taking a moment for her senses to return.
In addition to his perfume, she sensed the fabric of his suit against her skin.
Upon regaining composure, they found themselves standing eye-to-eye.
Under the crystal chandelier's glow in the shopping mall, Marcus@appeared e particularly striking.
Perhaps his impromptu decision to venture out led to his attire-a black overcoat paired with a suit, imparting Eng a sense of casual elegance. His gaze, as frigid as ever, remained fixed on her.
"Shopping for jewelry, are we?" Marcus inquired.