Chapter 165 Dora

• Before I can react to what he's just said, Giordan steps aside, and three men pushing wheeled racks of clothing enter the room and head for the walk-in closet. I scramble to get my top on as he comes over to me, and still smiling, takes me by the arm and walks me into the closet behind the men as they begin filling the shelves with the most elaborate array of designer clothes I've ever seen.
• "Giordan, this is—"
• "All for you, Dora." He looks...proud of himself. One of the men sets down a box of honey-colored wood and opens it. The sight takes my breath away. Necklaces and earrings, silver and gold, all set with diamonds. A collection fit for a queen.