Third Person's POV:
The man smiled lightly and gestured for Gogi to sit down. Still brimming with confidence, she took the seat across from him, eyes scanning him curiously, though not with any concern. In her mind, everything was going according to plan. She would walk away with a sizable amount of cash with minimal effort.
The man carefully held the earrings up, examining them under the light from an old desk lamp. He turned them over, inspecting every detail as if he were evaluating an ancient artifact. His eyes drifted across the shimmering pearls, bright yet unfathomably deep.
As Gogi sat across the table, gripping the edge of her chair, her heart raced with excitement. She knew these earrings were incredibly valuable, and surely, this man wouldn't miss the opportunity. But when he looked up at her, it wasn't with admiration—it was a gaze filled with suspicion.
"Where did you get these earrings?" he asked, his voice low and slow, as if probing for more.
