Chapter 84

Marvin’s tone was cold. “You must be Kane’s son. Get to the point.”

Harvey, noticing the distance in Marvin’s voice, pressed on with a friendly laugh. “Mr. Yates, I’d like to purchase the King of Diamonds from you. Please name your price.”

“King of Diamonds? What King of Diamonds?” Marvin’s response left Harvey stunned.

“The multi-million-dollar diamond ring in Jayrodale,” Harvey explained. “It’s currently with Andrew, your staff. He refuses to sell it to me. I thought it best to speak with you directly, but I suspect Andrew may be trying to steal it.”

A cold smile played on Harvey’s lips. He would not only acquire the ring but also expose Andrew’s supposed treachery to Marvin, known for his harsh treatment of underlings.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Marvin replied. “That King of Diamonds has nothing to do with me.”

Harvey was dumbfounded. “Mr. Yates, if the ring isn’t yours, then whose is it?”

“I’ve heard Kane’s son is supposed to be one of Jayrodale’s finest, but you seem rather dense,” Marvin said dryly. “I already told you it’s not mine. Whoever possesses it is the rightful owner. Why are you asking such obvious questions? This is ridiculous!”

He hung up.

Harvey stood frozen. Irene eagerly asked, “What did Mr. Yates say? Did he agree?”

Leroy chuckled. “Come on, with Harvey handling it, even Mr. Yates would have shown him respect!”

“He said… the King of Diamonds isn’t his,” Harvey replied.

The Stevens family was shocked. Christina exclaimed in disbelief, “So the ring is really Andrew’s?”

“Impossible!” Irene snapped. “That nobody couldn’t afford it! There must be some other explanation.”

Ignoring her mother, Christina studied Harvey suspiciously. “Harvey, is the ring really Andrew’s?”

“Christie, how could it be?” Harvey scoffed. “It’s worth 7.5 million! Only a handful of people in Jayrodale could afford that, and Andrew isn’t one of them.”

Christina fell silent, lost in thought. Memories of her time with Andrew surfaced. Since their engagement ended, she’d noticed a change in him, a growing formidability that left her increasingly uncertain about his true nature. That night, she lay awake, a voice whispering that she might have missed something precious, something she would forever regret.

Meanwhile, at an exclusive bathhouse in East Side, Tony also endured a sleepless night. His group had reserved the entire private bathhouse. Alone in the steaming pool, his brow furrowed with worry.