Capone raised an eyebrow, looking at the dazed Joey. "What's up? You look like your mind is somewhere else. What's in your hand?"
"Nobody can truly own a Patek Philippe; you're just keeping it for the next generation," Diana said coolly, already having caught sight of the box's contents, clearly ready for some gossip.
"Who's it for? Zoey? Or have you found a new flame?" Capone was the first to dig in with his curiosity.
"Hey, hey, hey, boss, are you trying to get me killed? What new flame? There's no new flame! This is a gift I specially bought for Zoey. There was no stock at the port, so I made a special trip to Hong Kong just to get this classic model!"
Joey hurried to defend himself, the previous hint of discomfort evaporating.
Well, it made sense. The only person who could throw Joey off like that was Zoey.