"..." Nathalie Quinlan leaned back slightly, rarely showing a look of surprise as she glanced at him.

Amadeus Yancey seldom saw her surprised, and he felt like he could never get enough of looking at her. He reached out to move the black hair that had slipped down to her brow bone, gazing into her beautiful eyes. With a slight smile, he uttered two words: "Dowry."

The ten billion counted as the dowry.

Nathalie understood what he meant but felt somewhat dissatisfied seeing the initiative firmly back in his hands. She provocatively looked at him, her lovely eyes slightly raised, and let out a "hmm": "That doesn’t seem like enough, does it?"

For the prestigious Mr. Yancey of Beijing to only offer a dowry of ten billion seemed a bit too little.

She was just joking around.

Yet someone seemed to take it seriously, displaying a contemplative and serious expression as if pondering how much dowry to give her.

"This is just a deposit. Once you reach the legal age, you can have as much as you want. Then, my bank cards will be handed over to you, and you can use as much as you like yourself." He was unusually earnest, not appearing to joke at all.

"You want to hand over your entire fortune to me?" Nathalie raised an eyebrow, deliberately saying, "What if..."

Before she could finish, Amadeus interrupted, seemingly knowing what she was about to say: "There’s no ’what if’ for the Yancey Family, unless I’m dead."

Since Mr. Yancey, the Yancey Family has been unwaveringly loyal, with no exceptions.

Mr. Yancey was widowed in middle age and remained alone.

Candice Yancey lost her husband in her youth and has lived alone since she was thirty, never seeking anyone else.

It’s not that they couldn’t find someone; on the contrary, with the Yancey Family’s status and identity, they were surrounded by all kinds of people.

But the family creed of the Yanceys is unwavering commitment; once they choose someone, they will not change, steadfast until death!

That’s also why, at twenty-something, he’s still the only one in the family. Although Mr. Yancey and Candice Yancey might urge him verbally, they never interfere with his feelings.

Because everyone in the Yancey Family understands that their bloodline carries a penchant for loyalty. They’d rather he finds no one at all than chooses the wrong person.

He’s always been waiting.

Until he found the right person.

So for him, there’s no ’what if’, and there can’t be any ’what if’.

Nathalie remained silent for a long while, then reached out to hook his neck, pulling him down and biting hard on his thin lips, leaving an arrogant bite mark.

"Then let’s seal it."

Her brows and eyes were clear and bright, exuding lazy cunning, as she lazily said, "I’ll accept your deposit."

Initially, Amadeus didn’t intend to do anything to her, especially since Sadam Vinson was still at home. However, someone seemed too arrogant, and his eyes darkened instantly.

He lowered his head.

And showed her with actions what it meant to seal the ’deposit’ of the dowry. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

...

Half an hour later.

"I’m going to take a shower." Nathalie’s lips were slightly swollen as she made her escape.

On the other side, Amadeus watched the girl’s fleeing back, in a rather good mood, and chuckled softly, curling his lips.

At this moment, Vincent Moore sent him a message.

He sat down on the sofa, his long fingers unbuttoning one button of his shirt, revealing a patch of fair skin on his nape, with the delicate collarbone faintly visible at the collar of his white shirt.

He sat down, casually picking up his phone, lowering his gaze to check, with remnants of passion still in his eyes.

The message was from Vincent Moore.

It was a report to him.

[Vincent Moore: Mr. Yancey, I’ve found some personal information about the diamond boss in the Illegal Zone. The diamond boss seems to be currently in Inderia, but I haven’t yet clarified exactly when they arrived. I’m having someone look into it as we speak.]