The Abandoned Heiress Is A Secret Zillionaire

hia, Giovanni Morton stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. The c

s knuckles. The metal bit into his skin

stant, Ezio Simon, stepped into the room,

n 'The Surgeon' are still cold. We only know he operat

is grip on the coin tightened

as a low rumble in his chest. "My

called. He invited you to the MK Auction House evening sess

silver coin flat onto the glass desk.

eddling. But..." He paused, his dark eyes narrowing as he looked back out at t

stantly. "I'll mak

radshaw estate, Brooklyn stood i

ff the cheap denim jacket and slipped into a tailored, jet-black trench coat. The sharp cut of the fabric

eavy, cold edge of the black card. She che

vibrated

ed on the dirt roa

es, she t

lating. She slipped out of her room, moving like a ghost down t

ed down the dirt path. A nondescript gre

o the leather seat. Garret reached over th

d. "You're registered under the alia

and slid them onto her face. The frames instantly sharpened he

o," she

ay heading into the city. At a major

SUV pulled up in the l

lass, his eyes closed, his fingers tapping a relentless rhyth

y out the window, her mind calculating th

ide. The light turned green. The SUV surged f

ction House was a sea of flashi

ts scrambled to clear the path as they walked straight through the VIP

Her black trench coat blended into the shadows. The gold-rimmed glasses o

ted to the front row, sinking into a plush velvet c

shrouded in the dim lighting. She opened her ca

. The hammer slammed down. Th

ere thrown around like pocket change. Giova

A single spotlight hit

the auctioneer announced, his voice trembling sl

the room. Giovanni's posture instantly changed. H

hey say it belonged to European royalty.

suggested that 'The Surgeon' had a noted obsession with unmounted antique emeralds. Securing this stone wasn't just a tribute; it

vanni's voice boome

in one breath. The sheer dominance in his voice made

idely. "Five million to

mil

as ice. It cut through the heavy silenc

whipped around. Giovann

black trench coat, gold-rimmed glasses catching the faint light.

hump. He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous

ing," he

in, his eyes never leavi

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