Silence descended in the private room.
Reece Cooke slipped out of the room with the excuse of visiting the restroom.
Micah spoke up, ‘I shouldn’t have asked Reece to get you here under false pretences. For that, I apologise. It’s just that—’
‘You seem to be apologising a lot recently.’ Darya sneered.
Micah took a deep breath. ‘I know. But the ring is very important to my father. I’d like you to reconsider. If it’s not money you are looking for, perhaps we can work out a trade.’
Darya’s sarcastic tone didn’t escape his notice.
Micha knew he had just offended her again, though that wasn’t his intention.
He sighed quietly.
He wouldn’t have come here if his father hadn’t been so insistent.
The jade ring was a priceless family heirloom, Morton claimed.
Initially,
