The next second, fortunately, the ring suddenly appeared in her sight.
Rebecca Quentin excitedly picked up the ring, only to find that the ring was unexpectedly stuck to something.
She patiently pried away the white sand around the ring, and suddenly, a medieval vintage and exquisite European box appeared before her eyes, with her ring embedded on the lid of the box.
Rebecca Quentin first took the ring, then gazed at the beautiful box.
"Howard Geoffrey—"
Rebecca Quentin called out, wanting to share her discovery with someone.
But there was no response; when she looked up, she realized Howard Geoffrey had left at some point.
Rebecca Quentin's heart trembled; she stood up and glanced around.
Howard Geoffrey's figure was nowhere in sight, only some young maids wearing white skirts not far away.
Rebecca Quentin squatted down in frustration, grabbed the sand, and muttered, "So stingy, it's not like I intentionally lost our ring..."
