“Who is this from?” Arielle didn't take the gift bag from him. Throughout the time she had been there, she hadn't asked around about Morrison, so she had no idea where his allegiance lay.
“His Majesty.” Clocking the refusal on her face, Morrison expounded, “His Majesty is grateful that you came here from afar to teach us medical skills.”
Arielle nodded in acknowledgement but had no choice but to turn down the gift bag.
At a single glance, she could tell that the gift bag contained something luxurious. She had already accepted the ATM card Sybil delivered, so she didn't want to take that as well. Considering her insistence, Morrison could only make his way back with the gift bag in hand.
Dylan took out the box in the gift bag and opened it. When he saw the diamond necklace lying inside, helplessness showed in his expression.
The first time he laid eyes on that necklace, he felt that it matched Arielle very well, so he bought with without any hesitation. After getting his hands on it, he initially wanted to give it to her personally. But on second thought, he sent Morrison over instead. Unexpectedly, she rejected it.
“Say, Sybil, when can I reconcile with my daughter?” he lamented with a sigh. Verily, he wanted to go and see Arielle. Thus far, he could only quench his longing for her through the videos the bodyguards sent over.
“Be patient and wait a little longer, Your Majesty.” They hadn't remained idle all this time and had been busy regaining the power in the queen mother and the queen's hands. In fact, they had already secretly contacted a few ministers.
“I've also bought a few sets of clothes. Later, send them over to the princess. I'm worried that she won't accept them if Morrison delivers them.” While saying that, Dylan took out several bags from the side and handed them to Sybil.
“Understood, Your Majesty. I'll tell her that they're from you.”
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