The attendant intervened, explaining, "The jewelry features high-quality pure gold and twenty-four-carat diamonds, justifying its price."
"But still—" Zaya began to protest, but Kabir interrupted, "But nothing. Accept it, Zaya. It's a token of my love for you." He leaned in, kissing her cheek, and Zaya's face flushed red as she murmured, "Fine."
Kabir, gazing at her, found her expression amusing. He loved it whenever she blushed.
The attendant commented, "A wise choice, madame. I'll get this ready for you, and you can proceed to the reception for payment."
"Thank you." Zaya expressed her gratitude as both she and Kabir stood up and left the room.
As they prepared to leave, Zaya remarked, "Now I understand why you have a membership card."
Kabir chuckled, and they proceeded to the reception for payment. As they processed the transaction, Zaya heard a familiar voice behind her. She turned to face someone she never expected to encounter again.
