Tuell's voice sounded like a saw grinding on rusted metal, making them uncomfortable. What's more, it was easy to tell from his face that he had experienced many hardships and miseries. If Irish did not know his experience, she might be apathetic towards his countenance as well as his voice, but since she knew what he had gone through, she was sympathetic to him.
It seemed that Joseph was accustomed to his attitude and said to him directly, "I came here for your jewelry."
Irish saw Tuell's mouth tremble slightly as if he was pondering something, but soon he replied, "The diamond mine to be auctioned soon has aroused much attention, and I have to tell you frankly that I don't want to get involved in it."
"I just want to make a purchase from you, and that's all," Joseph took a photo from Belle and handed it to Tuell.
He took a quick glance at it and then looked up at Joseph again, "Mr. Dover is a member of the business elite, how did you get this photo?"
