CHAPTER 104: THE NECKLACE

Zarina woke up to the sound of silence, greeted by an intoxicating smell of luxurious perfume. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her back, sighing in contentment of a beautiful slumber.

"Ah! What a good sleep. Late wake-ups and slow mornings are the real luxury," she yawned before blinking her eyes to clear her vision. Upon opening her eyes, Draymond's big portrait on the wall met her gaze.

"Ahh!" She clutched her chest in surprise. "Oh god! I wake up seeing a nightmare." She exclaimed, then she suddenly realized upon studying his photo, "Hmmp! You know, you're handsome, but your lips don't stretch to a smile," she commented, and brushed her thumb under her chin "You Are insanely rich but you can't afford a smile. Is that the nature of all rich men? Because the poor seem to smile more often though they have less or nothing in life. Well, poor people appreciate and happy in small things,"