Liliana stared at him in confusion.
"What did I lie to you about?"
Linton's face was coated in frost. He strode over, his large hand with its well-defined knuckles seizing her slender white wrist.
He clenched his jaw, his eyes blazing with fury, and squeezed the words out from between his teeth. "I just had people search the landfill. They didn't find the engagement ring!"
Liliana looked at him, stunned. For a moment, her brain short-circuited.
He actually went to search a landfill for the ring?!
"Linton, are you insane?" she asked, her face a mask of disbelief.
"Where did you throw it?" he demanded, his eyes turning red at the edges.
Liliana was still reeling from the shock. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand and realized she had been asleep for three hours.
She looked at him, her expression a mixture of pity and exasperation. "On a hot day like this, you actually made people go through the trash..."
Linton paused, then let out a bitter laugh. "What are you thinking? I paid them."
"Five million for half an hour's work. Fifty million if they found it. They were all volunteers. There were so many people that the whole place was searched in an hour."
"...Well, that was generous of you."
"I was just providing the money, not the labor. You have to pay well for a job like that." Linton scowled, refusing to be sidetracked. "The ring. It wasn't at the landfill. Where did you throw it?"
Liliana hadn't expected Linton to go to such crazy lengths. A pang of guilt hit her. Her conflict with Linton shouldn't involve innocent people, even if they were well-compensated.
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