Country F.
In a small private room of Butterfly, Alex anxiously tapping his foot on the carpeted floor while occasionally glanced at his wrist watch, impatiently waiting for Mr Francis to bring him the ring that he had remunerated him to handmade a month ago.
Kachak!
"I'm sorry for taking a longer time as I had to pick a call from my VVIP client." A man in his thirties quickly sat in front of him and carefully deposited the small red velvet box on the table. "This is your order, Mr Ming."
Alex nodded and immediately picked it up and flipped open the case. Inside, half-perched on a small soft cushion is a golden pearl ring surrounded by five tiny leave-shaped with tiny diamonds in it, three on the left and two at the right of the pearl. He cautiously took it out and scrutinising it under the bright light before he carefully put it back inside the box, nodded in satisfaction.