“This is carved from a gem, Mr. Chance. How can it possibly move?” asked Cloud.
“Yeah, this is a fake. The watch hand won’t move,” added Dalton.
“Are your eyes okay, Master? Or are you having a fever?” Feenix gently pressed her delicate hand on Jared’s forehead. “You’re not…”
Jared was certain his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him. However, no matter what he did, the watch remained absolutely still.
“My friend, if you don’t plan to buy the watch, please put it back down,” said the furry man.
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