The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 81 Token Of Love

Macie was still in awe of what was happening when Laila shook her head vigorously. "Ma'am, I

appreciate your kindness, but I can't accept such an expensive gift. Please keep it," she said politely.

'What the fuck? Did she just refuse the diamond? Oh, this is such a waste!' Cara's hand flew to her

chest after she heard Laila's refusal. Her heart ached severely. 'This girl must be a fool. She just

declined a diamond that's worth three hundred and fifty million dollars. Just collect it and give it to me

since you don't need it!'

"Kid, it's not a big deal! I don't care about how expensive this diamond is. My son loves you. That

automatically means I do too. This gift signifies acceptance. Don't turn it down. Take it."

With these words, Caylee took Laila's right hand and put the diamond on her palm.

"Don't be shy. Let this diamond be a token of my son's love." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Ma'am, I get where you are coming from. But that doesn't change the fact that it's expensive. Please I

can't accept it."

Laila came from a poor home, but she knew a precious jewel when she saw one. Although she didn't

know how much the pink diamond was worth, she knew that a 1-carat diamond wedding ring was worth

tens of thousands of dollars. This helped her guess that a diamond this big would be worth millions.

"Kid... Do you think it can't show my son's sincerity? Is that why you are refusing to accept this gift?"

"No, ma'am. Far from it. I know that how sincere Horace is to me. It is just that this gift is too expensive.

Since you want to give me an acceptance gift, please give me something less expensive. I really can't

accept this diamond."

Caylee's questions aroused Laila's anxiety. She couldn't help sobbing at this moment. She didn't want

to leave a bad impression on her, but she couldn't accept the gift. Her reason for declining wasn't that

she was unsure of Horace's sincerity. It was just because it was costly.

A friendly smile appeared on Caylee's face when she saw Laila's anxious expression.

She had only asked those questions to put Laila on the spot so she would have no choice but to accept

the gift. However, she didn't expect that she would be so frightened to the extent of sobbing.

'Well, it seems this girl really holds Horace dear to her heart. She doesn't want me to have a bad

impression of her. He is so lucky to have her as his girlfriend. She's better than that two-timing girl he

dated before!' Caylee praised Laila in her mind.

She then said, "Kid, you have promised to accept something else, so I will do that. Don't turn down the

next one."

After this calm warning, she put her right hand under her pillow again and moved it a few times.

"Yes, I have found it!" She took out a red stone and stared at it with her eyes narrowed.

Caylee tried to remember what the precious stone was called, but she couldn't. She turned to Cara,

who was sitting on the chair close to her. "Cara, what kind of stone did Cathy say this was? I'm old, so

my memory is failing me. I don't remember the details she gave."

The pain in Cara's heart intensified when she saw the red stone. She was beyond convinced that

Horace was rich. The fact that Caylee intended to give Laila the red stone because she declined the

diamond shocked Cara to the bone. She was so jealous.

The red stone was a top-grade and rare bloodstone.

Cara swallowed hard to conceal her pain before responding, "Ma'am, this is a top-grade and rare

bloodstone. More so, it has natural carvings on it. Although they are simple bamboo patterns, that's

part of what makes the stone worth two hundred million dollars."

"Two hundred million dollars?" This revelation hit Macie like a bolt from the blue. Her mouth flew open

and the price echoed in her head countlessly. 'Damn it! This stone is worth two million dollars! Horace

and I are indeed worlds apart!'

Before Macie could get over the shock, Caylee frowned and sucked her teeth. "What? This stone is

worth only two hundred million dollars? It's not worthy to be given as a token of Horace's love!" she

commented while staring at the bloodstone.

With an embarrassed expression, she looked at Laila and said, "Kid, how about you accept this

bloodstone first? When Horace returns to Antawood and settles down, he would give you something

more befitting, okay?"

'What the fuck?' A ball of thoughts exploded in Macie's mind after she heard that statement. 'Horace's

mother is something else. She has been dropping shocker after shocker. This is unbelievable. How can

she say that a bloodstone worth that much isn't a befitting gift? Jeez! Horace, you need to tell me what

kind of family you come from and why you are so awesome. I can't continue this never-ending

guessing game!'

Sure enough, Cara was also as shocked as Macie. Hers was mixed with heartache.

Horace sensed that Laila would refuse the gift again, so he stepped in. "Laila, please don't refuse my

mother's gift again. It might interest you to know that she would have given you something much more

expensive if we were in Antawood!" he said persuasively.

These words caused Laila to have a change of heart. She was in a tight corner, so she had no choice

but to accept the top-grade bloodstone gingerly. She then bowed and said, "Thank you, ma'am!"

"Now you are talking!" A chuckle escaped from Caylee's lips. She smiled at Laila and said, "My child,

since you have accepted my gift, don't you think addressing me by that title is inappropriate?"

"Huh?" This indirect request took Laila by surprise. Her face turned red in an instant. "Ermm. I'm sorry.

Please give me more time. I have to get used to some things first."

Horace had thought that Laila would start calling Caylee mother. But he was surprised when she

blushed and said she needed to get used to the new development. However, he reasoned that there

was no need to rush. This was their first time meeting, so they still had a lot of time to get to know each

other.

After shrugging helplessly, he put the takeout bags on the table and said, "Mom, let's have dinner now.

Otherwise, it would get cold."

At the sight of the takeout bags on the table, Cara's eyes lit up. "Mr. Warren, is this the world's best

beef, the Kobe steak?" she asked uncertainly.

"Yes!" Horace nodded. He then added, "What's wrong, Cara? Don't you like steak? Anyway, that's fine.

There are other dishes here. Help yourself with whatever you want!"

"No, no. Mr. Warren, steak is one of my favorite foods. Well, I want..." Cara stopped speaking midway.

She badly wanted to say something to him, but she felt shy.

"What is it, Cara? If you have something to say, go ahead. Don't be afraid. I don't bite. I noticed that

you aren't your normal self today."

Horace urged her to speak up.

'Mr. Warren, I want to give you my body. In the past few days, I have given you the green light to touch

me. However, you don't want me at all. It's not fair.'

These words were on the tip of Cara's tongue, but she didn't have the guts to say them. "Mr. Warren,

please can I take one serving of the Kobe steak home?" she asked in the end.