Business center, high-end VIP room.
The general manager respectfully handed over a red velvet jewelry box.
The rubies embedded on the outside of the box alone were worth millions; he didn't dare to touch it.
"Master Bolton, this is your custom order."
William South was just about to take it, but Nathan Bolton brushed his hand aside and accepted it himself.
William was surprised. For safety reasons, Master Bolton rarely accepted items handed over by others personally; Lorraine Hughes also noticed this scene.
After receiving it, Nathan Bolton handed it to Lorraine Hughes.
Lorraine Hughes curiously shook it, but there was no sound.
"Let's go." Nathan Bolton took her hand and led her to a restaurant.
As soon as they stepped in, Lorraine Hughes faintly sensed something.
The restaurant was fully booked and decorated.
Pink balloons, cake, roses...
Isn't this the standard setup for a confession? Plus this box, could it be...?
