The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 200

Mr. Edgar was busy working up a sweat when the butler burst in, "Mr. Edgar, the Salters have dropped by."

"The Salters?" Upon hearing that the Salters were here, Mr. Edgar responded, "Show them in."

"Mr. Edgar, you got Grace's blood boiling a few days ago. This could be a good opportunity to patch things up." Whispered the butler.

When Mr. Edgar was a young lad, he was head over heels for Grace. But for one reason or another, they ended up marrying other people. Now after all these years, both were single and Mr. Edgar was still pining to make things right with Grace. Knowing Grace was a chess enthusiast, he practiced hard and won three consecutive games. This got her so steamed that she booted him out on the spot. Since then, he hadn't set foot in the Salter household.

"Do I really need to pander to a child?" Mr. Edgar snapped, slamming his water glass down in frustration.

Mr. Edgar was set in his ways, a stubborn old mule that wasn't changing anytime soon.

"When you play chess with Grace, you're so hell-bent on winning. How could she not get ticked off?" The butler said.

Mr. Edgar snorted, "It was her who said there's no room for sentimentality in chess. Winner takes all."

And yet, she got mad.

The butler was speechless upon hearing this. Seriously? At his age and he couldn't catch the underlying message? No wonder he couldn't win Grace over!

A few minutes later, Isaac was ushered in by the maid.

"Mr. Edgar, Mr. Salter is here." The butler said.

Isaac was a low-key guy who seldom made public appearances. The last time they met was three years ago. His black suit gave him an air of nobility. He looked serious; perhaps he had just wrapped up a meeting.

"Mr. Edgar." Isaac stepped forward and greeted politely.

This greeting didn't sit well with Mr. Edgar. If not for certain circumstances, he could have been Isaac's grandfather.

"Have a seat." Mr. Edgar said.

Isaac obliged.

Mr. Edgar cleared his throat, "What brings you here?"

"I heard Mr. Edgar has a collection. I'd like to buy it from you." Isaac picked up his water glass and took a sip, "It's for a gift."

Hearing that Isaac wanted his prized possessions, Mr. Edgar was quick to refuse, "No can do. Those collections are of great importance to me."

The butler coughed subtly as a hint and whispered, "Mr. Edgar, Grace is still waiting for you to make it up to her!"

Mr. Edgar fell silent for a while as if making a difficult decision, "Which set are you interested in?"

Seeing an opportunity, Isaac instantly responded, "The Blue Diamond you won at the auction last year. You can quote me the market price or name your price."