Hugo stared at the screen, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. He blinked once. Twice. Then a third time, just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Right there, sitting in his lap, were four gleaming rings—each one looking like it belonged on the hand of a billionaire celebrity showing off their "modest" jewelry collection.
Each ring was a masterpiece, a shining, thick band of diamond that practically glowed with power.
They weren't just shiny—they were blinding. At the center of each ring sat a diamond engraving, cut so precisely it looked like it could slice through reality itself.
The first ring had an elegant "A" carved into the diamond. The second had a bold "B." The third, a classy "C." And the fourth, a smooth, regal "D."
Hugo's mouth hung open as the system popped up their descriptions:
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