The next second, the brocade box was in her hand. 'I'll just keep it as a memento,' she thought. 'At the very least, it's a testament to the fact that something happened between me and Seth Quinn.'
Besides, she genuinely liked the earring—not for its hefty price tag, but simply for its small, delicate, and beautiful design.
Seeing her take the brocade box, Autumn Shelby couldn't help but cry out, "Clara Grant, what right do you have to accept Seth's gift—"
Before she could finish the word, Seth Quinn cut in with a cold bark, "Autumn Shelby, since when do you, an outsider, have any say in matters between me and my woman?"
'So her name is Autumn Shelby!' For a moment, Clara Grant thought the name sounded very familiar, but right then, she didn't have the mental energy to dwell on it.
