Henderson sat comfortably in Belle’s office, savoring her captivating presence. Nearby, Chloe stood quietly, her eyes filled with anticipation and simmering jealousy and resentment.
Delle leaned forward gracefully, pouring coffee for Henderson. “Mr. Khan,” she said, “with your busy schedule, it’s an honor to have you in Kerdonia. As your host, I want to ensure you have a relaxing time. Please let me know if there’s anywhere you’d like to go or anything you’d like to do. I’ll arrange it immediately.”
To curry favor with Henderson and solidify their relationship, Belle had already postponed all her work commitments. This was a golden opportunity for wealth and status, a chance she couldn’t afford to miss. Gaining Henderson’s support would be equivalent to twenty years of hard work in Kerdonia.
Henderson chuckled, clearly pleased. “Having a stunning woman like you accompany me, Belle, makes any place enjoyable. Since this is my first time in Kerdonia, I’m not familiar with anything here. I’ll leave the plans to you.”
Belle nodded graciously. “If you trust my judgment, Mr. Khan, I’ll take the lead. If anything fails to meet your expectations, please let me know. I’ll ensure everything is perfect.”
“Of course,” Henderson replied with a satisfied smile. He was confident that winning Belle over was only a matter of time. Belle’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled. “Mr. Khan, there’s actually a small matter I’d like to ask you about.”
“Oh? Go ahead. If it’s something I know, I’ll certainly help,” Henderson replied immediately, eager to continue building rapport. His tone had softened, referring to her as “Belle” instead of the more formal “Ms. Cotton,” which delighted Belle.
She smiled knowingly. “For someone like you, Mr. Khan, this is probably a trivial matter. When I last visited Heavens Jewels, I saw a jewelry set called ‘Snow White Love.’ The craftsmanship was breathtaking. I’m curious—there’s only one set of this jewelry, correct?”
Hearing this, Henderson squinted slightly, pondering her question. After a brief moment, he chuckled. “I’m not too familiar with Heavens Group’s various divisions, but when it comes to Heavens Jewels, you’ve asked the right person. I know it well.”
Henderson wasn’t exaggerating. As a notorious playboy of the Khan family, known for his extravagant generosity, the women who pursued him were primarily after his money. He had given plenty of jewelry and accessories to those women, his most frequent destination being Heavens Jewels. There, he didn’t have to pay, and he basked in the flattery of being called “Mr. Khan.”
He nodded confidently. “That ‘Snow White Love’ you mentioned—I haven’t seen it myself. But if it has a name, it must be part of an exclusive collection. Anything showcased individually at Heavens Jewels is guaranteed to be one of a kind.”
Henderson’s lips curved into a playful smile. “Do you like it, Belle? If you do, just say the word, and I’ll gift it to you. It’s just a piece of jewelry—not a big deal at all.”
Chloe, standing nearby, exclaimed, “Mr. Khan, you’re incredibly generous! A hundred-million-dollar jewelry set, and you’re willing to give it away so easily! That’s truly the mark of someone extraordinary. We ordinary folk can’t even comprehend such generosity.”
The moment Chloe finished speaking, Henderson’s expression darkened slightly. It wasn’t that gifting jewelry was an issue; he often let women pick whatever they liked at Heavens Jewels, regardless of cost. Heavens Group wouldn’t bat an eye at the expense. But a hundred million dollars was a different story. Heavens Group wouldn’t let him write that off, and his allowance didn’t come close to that amount.
Belle, ever perceptive, immediately noticed his discomfort. She knew anyone would hesitate to casually give away a hundred-million-dollar piece of jewelry. She smiled subtly. “Mr. Khan, please don’t trouble yourself. I—”
Henderson waved his hand dismissively, interrupting her. “Oh, it’s nothing, Belle. I was just thinking that it might not be appropriate for me to make a large purchase right now. I’m here in Kerdonia on official business, and if word gets out that I was at Heavens Jewels, people might say I’m not focused on my work.”
“But don’t worry,” he continued. “There will be a chance to sort this out. Rest assured, Belle, I’ll keep this in mind.”
He took a sip of coffee, but the moment it hit his throat, he nearly choked. Quickly wiping the sweat from his brow, he felt relieved at his quick thinking. Thankfully, he had covered it up quickly; otherwise, there was no way he could have come up with a hundred million dollars.