Inside the guest room, Gregory lay sprawled on the bed, irritated.
"F*ck… where did that boyfriend come from?" he muttered.
He sat up, scowling. "Master didn't mention anything about a boyfriend. Not even his spy found anything strange. They've been watching the Hayes family for years."
Gregory rubbed his temples. "I thought everything would go smoothly. That girl is worth five billion. I can't let her slip away."
He let out a dry laugh. "Boyfriend or not, doesn't matter. I'm good at stealing things. It'll be fun to watch his face when I take her for myself."
He scrolled through his phone, stopping at Natalie's photo. "Not just her. I'll take the whole family. Her mother's not bad either."
But then, his expression turned serious.
"There's one thing that's bothering me."
He stood, looking into the mirror.
"My skill—Treasure Eye—shows the fortune value of anything and anyone. If it's worthless, it shows zero."
