Sierra looked toward where the voice was coming from.Kenneth wore a perfectly tailored suit. His expression was gentle and sunny, and he wore an apologetic smile. When he looked at her, his gaze was warm and friendly, making him seem approachable despite the situation."My apologies for my bodyguards' rudeness, Ms. Bell. Please don't take it to heart," Kenneth said, walking in and taking a seat. He then poured her a cup of coffee. "Come, sit. Let's discuss the ring.""I don't want to sell it anymore," Sierra said, glancing at her phone that was still without any signal, hoping for a way out."I hope you'll reconsider," Kenneth replied, sliding the tea toward her. "If it's because I was late or my guards were rude, I can make it up to you.""It's not that. I just suddenly want to keep it for the memory," Sierra said.Kenneth rubbed the cup between his fingers, his demeanor suddenly shifting. "Is that so?"Sierra nodded. "Yes.""Then you may not really understand me," Kenneth sa
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