Chapter 54 A Humble Apology


    J''s wordspletely wiped the smug smile off of the shop manager''s face. She quickly tried to


    calm down and said feebly, "I offered you that price yesterday. I don''t want to buy it anymore."


    After all, the counterfeit wasn''t worth much. If she bought it at such an extravagant price, she''d be


    crazy.


    Smiling sardonically, J continued, "You wanted it so bad yesterday. The surveince footage


    can prove it. Why don''t you want it now? Is it because you know that this one''s a fake and isn''t


    worth a million?"


    The shop manager faltered, "Uhm, well... I thought the ring was an antique. I had seen something


    simr in a jewelry magazine before. But when you left the ring here for resizing, I looked at it


    carefully, and I realized that it wasn''t the same one as on the magazine. It just looked simr. So I


    don''t want it anymore."


    After saying that, she took a deep breath and regained herposure. "Miss, please go now. We


    have a business to run. Please escort thisdy out."


    But her anxiety had exposed her guilt.


    Several shop assistants closed in on J, ready to kick her out of the store.


    "How dare you be so arrogant after you stole my wife''s ring?" A cold, harsh voice sounded from


    near the door.


    J whirled around in surprise.


    She found the man standing behind her, wearing a dark gray shirt and ck suit pants, jacket in


    hand.


    Ethan stood a head taller than her. The atmosphere around him was ominous and oppressive,


    especially with his dark expression. He looked like someone one didn''t want to mess with.


    J rolled her eyes. She was still mad at him for using her earlier. Without another word, she


    walked past him and left the shop.


    Ethan had overheard her conversation with the shop manager just now and knew perfectly well that


    thetter was lying.


    "Sir, please don''t stir up any more trouble. This is the ring your wife left with us yesterday. If you two


    insist on ckmailing us, we''ll be forced to call the police." Since the surveince video couldn''t


    prove otherwise, the shop manager resumed her arrogant disposition.


    Ethan gave her a bone-chilling look and his smile sent shivers down her spine. "Then call the police.


    I''ll deal with them and make sure you''re put behind bars."


    After saying that, he turned around abruptly and strode out of the shop. He quickly caught up to


    J, who was briskly walking away, and reached for her hand.


    "Are you still mad at me?"


    he asked even though he already knew the answer.


    J looked at him stubbornly. "I heard what you said back there. How do you n on putting her


    behind bars? We don''t have any evidence!"


    Ethan said calmly, "Don''t worry. I''ll take care of everything and get my mother''s ring back."


    Then, he lowered his gaze shamefacedly. "I misunderstood you earlier. I''m sorry."Belongs to ? n0velDrama.Org.


    As he apologized, he realized he couldn''t remember thest time he had ever said the word "sorry"


    to anyone. He wasn''t used to it, so he sounded stiff and emotionless.


    J narrowed her eyes at him and said sarcastically, "Oh, is that so, Mr. Lester? Thank you for


    your humble apology."


    After saying that, she turned around and left Ethan in the dust.


    Ethan watched as she walked away, pressing his fingers against his aching temple.


    It seemed that she was truly angry with him this time.


    Standing under a streemp and facing a busy street, Ethan looked up at the tall buildings that


    seemed to pierce the sky.


    Then he took out his phone and called Sean. His voice was brisk and cold as ice. "Find out if there''s


    an antique tinum emerald ring that was put on the market recently."


    Sean, having worked for his boss for a long time, could tell from Ethan''s voice that he was seething


    with rage. He quickly tasked someone to investigate the matter.


    An hourter, some clues were found.


    "Apparently, there was a tinum emerald ring put up at an antique auction today. I''ve already


    asked our people to intercept it."


    Ethan listened to the report as a steady breeze ruffled his hair slightly. He quietly stared at the tall


    building across the street and asked, "Who sent it there?"


    "A woman from a second-hand luxury shop sent it there just this noon. She said she got it from a


    customer. I''ve got all the information on the ring and the woman. I''ll send them to you right now."