Chapter 209: Chapter 209

Chapter 209:

“Have you thought it through by being this rude to me?” he asked. The repercussions of provoking him were dire.

“One should show respect when seeking assistance, don’t you think?”

Harlee remained unbothered by his thinly veiled threat.

Matteo grinned.

“Indeed, and to demonstrate my sincerity, I’ve brought you a gift today.”

He gave a signal with a clap of his hands. Immediately, two bodyguards stepped forward with a large box.

“I heard you have a fondness for gold. This generous offering is a token of my respect.”

As Matteo finished speaking, the bodyguards opened the box. Inside, the upper layer shimmered with an assortment of gold jewelry, while the lower layer was densely packed with gold bars. The opulence was staggering.

To everyone attending the banquet, this was sensational news in Baythorn.

A mysterious man arrived bearing a box of gold to impress Harlee!

“This man isn’t Rhys, right? There’s been talk of him declining an alliance with the Sanderson-Green family. Now it’s clear why the Sanderson family weren’t bothered. Miss Sanderson has attracted a more lavish admirer.”

“Just who would present gold like this? It’s a scene I’ve only seen in TV dramas before.”

“Same thought here… Is there an expert here who can appraise the value of this box?”

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“It’s worth at least a billion.”

The crowd was stunned.

Such a magnificent gesture! Their interest in Matteo grew, and they were eager to know more about his background.

Matteo’s gaze shifted between Kareem and Harlee, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.

Harlee, noticing the shift in energy, remained poised, but there was a slight tightening in her chest. She knew that when Kareem entered the picture, things could quickly escalate, especially with someone like Matteo, who didn’t seem easily intimidated.

Kareem stood his ground, unfazed by Matteo’s presence.

“I don’t think you were invited,” he said coolly, his voice carrying a calm authority.

Matteo raised an eyebrow, a playful glint crossing his features as he looked at Harlee.

“I thought I’d make an exception. The Sandersons have an intriguing way of keeping things interesting.”

Harlee gave him a measured smile, “Well, I can’t argue with that.

But as I said, we keep our business separate.”

Kareem’s hand subtly brushed the back of Harlee’s shoulder, a silent gesture that was both protective and reassuring.

He stood as a clear buffer between her and Matteo, his posture imposing yet composed.

Matteo, undeterred, leaned back slightly, his smile widening.

“I’ll respect your boundaries, for now, Miss Sanderson.

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