Of course, the gift wasn't for Harry Hunter—he never accepts gifts.
It was for Isabella Weaver.
A rose-colored box, tied with a beautiful pink bow, heavy in weight.
Harry Hunter took it, opened it, and glanced inside.
On the rose-colored velvet lay a dazzlingly radiant large pink diamond, shining brilliantly under the crystal lamp, highlighting its luxury and uniqueness.
A pink diamond is rarer than a regular diamond, and this one not only is not small in size but is also heart-shaped, translucent and pure. With just a little polishing and carving, it would become a treasure and must be extremely valuable.
Harry Hunter put it away, glanced at Thomas Turner, and said, "Thoughtful."
Isabella Weaver didn't see what was inside the box, but from the color, she knew it was definitely not for Harry Hunter.
She had already gotten up to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with Thomas Turner.
