Chapter 1228
My hand that was holding the spoon trembled slightly, and the pumpkin fell back into the pot. Then, I heard my own panicked voice. "No one."
I instinctively retrieved my hand and covered the white Patek Philippe on my wrist.
However, my action only heightened her skepticism. She stared at me dubiously. "Nance, what's with the panic?"
"What panic?" I denied it, concealing my nervousness with a smile. "Drink up, Caroline. This will keep you warm."
"No, I'm asking you… Who gifted you this watch?" She was hung up on the origin of the mysterious Patek Philippe watch.
"It can't be that you got it yourself—that's for sure. You'll never spend your money on luxury items like this. Besides, you were in need of money before this. If you'd bought this, you would've sold it long ago."
She began her analysis before I could say anything, looking confident. "This must be a gift. You wouldn't have accepted it if it was from Douglas. So, was it Jonah?"
What a great, cool-headed analysis. I took h

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