Chapter 291

Iker was still staring yearningly at Winter. "So? What do you think, miss?" Winter was pensive for a while but eventually said hesitantly, "T-This is a present from Mr. Lawrence. I-I won't sell it." Sure, she could sell it and get rich in an instant, but that was exactly it—it was too precious to be sold. Moreover, what would Frank think of her if she did sell it? Frank was profoundly pleased with her decision—at the very least, she was not the type who could be bought. Iker shook his head in disappointment in turn. "Oh, terrible shame. No worries—I won't push for you to sell it, though I shall mourn that I missed out on such a masterpiece." Still, he was not one who gave up easily as he turned to Frank. "May I ask where you bought that pendant from, Mr. Lawrence? That's a piece by none other than Carl Weaver—I'd certainly like an introduction." Kurt smiled as well. "Mr. Looman here loves his gems. Do introduce him if you can, Mr. Lawrence. Of course, it goes without saying that