Emily looked at him blankly, "What?"
He was so close to her that she couldn't even sense his breath. Under the dim light, the shadows of the two of them on the wall looked as if they were kissing. Emily had no time for that at all. She was wondering what the gift he mentioned with a frown was.
The man in front of him was kind of airing his grievances, "You sent a gift to Ferne, but you didn't send me one."
"..."
Emily finally remembered that Harold had bought a bottle of wine for Ferne, but that was not a gift from her.
Another thing came to her. It was Ferne and Jaquan who helped her sell her paintings and deal with the fake seeds of tea, respectively, but they both were good friends of Vincent. So it meant it actually was Vincent who helped her out.
So she did owe him a gift.
When Emily figured it out, she sat up at once and turned on the light, asking, "What kind of gift do you want?"
